When you are driving around by yourself everyday…the radio off and the road noise the loudest thing you hear….it’s easy to get fixated on things.
Except for your job, there isn’t a lot to do other than that.
Yesterday, I was driving and all of a sudden the line from this song…”By the dark of the moon I planted, but there came an early snow…” popped in and wouldn’t leave.
I spent a good part of the rest of the delivery day trying to remember all the lyrics to “Wildfire”.
Some people do Sudoku to ward off dementia…I try and remember the lyrics to old songs, I guess.
Oh my gosh, this is a good song. There’s a titanic cheese factor to it….we’ve heard it to death over the years…but what a complete scene Michael Martin Murphy paints in a relatively spare amount of lines…
She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska night
If I told you that I spent a good part of the day yesterday mulling over some of these lines, you’d probably say, “ohhhh dude….you’ve got to get a life.”
I don’t know how certain things enter the “cheesy universe”…I guess that all a cliché is is some truth we’ve heard too many times to pay attention to anymore…but this song is so simple and, I think, so good.
I’ve got to really give it a good listen…reconsider what I think is cheesy.
I don’t know when I thought I got too hip to really appreciate some of these overplayed songs.
(Someone, somewhere, is thinking, “you never got hip…it must have been something else..”)
I need something now to get this song out of my head for a while….how about this video?….
That ought to do it.