a midway bikelog

This is my current song obsession. I like other Nick Lowe songs but it’s really hard to top Cruel to be Kind as a perfect little nugget of pop music. Exactly as long as it needs to be, and even though he had a reputation to just bash out songs, this is perfectly crafted. Listen to the rising and falling bass lines, the spot-on harmonies, and the melody that pushes at the envelope of Americana pop just enough to propel into the next hook. A 3:26 lesson in pop songcraft.

Where have all the flowers gone?
I have to be honest, i et ‘em. I et ‘em all.

Is it really so strange?
It shouldn’t be, i mean, flowers are delicious. Most of them. Thistles are a bit chewy.

Where are the clowns?
I don’t keep track of clowns. They don’t taste good, what with all that greasepaint.

Hello? Is It Me You’re Looking For?
Yeah, sure, whatever, as long as you aren’t a damn clown. Did you bring anything to eat?

Do You Know The Way To San Jose?
Funny story; i’m an old goat, born near San Jose, but that urban sprawl sent us packing when i was just a kid. Ironically, the spot where my old pen sat is apparently now a Taco Bell, which i can’t eat any more. You know how goat poops are hard little nugget things? Well, all i’m saying is that they aren’t hard little nugget things after eating Taco Bell.

Do You Remember Rock ‘N’ Roll Radio?
Oh sure, it was pretty good. Those newer radios with their tiny little transistors aren’t nearly as filling as the old big band radios though. Those huge old capacitors were nice and juicy and the real wood cases had a nice crunch.

Who do you love?
I want to clear up a misunderstanding, we goats don’t love tin cans. It’s just that they get in the way of other food sometimes. And, you know, when there’s nothing else to eat. But they aren’t that tasty.

Why don’t we do it in the road?
Why don’t you go ask that flat ass squirrel out there? Dumbass. I’ma go eat that old tire now.

Should i stay or should i go?
(mouth full of tire)