Jan 8, 2024

Talking about bitterness, plus winds!

 Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the back roads headin' south
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth.


This songs appeared lot on podcast listen too at present.  Old song first heard in 85 If recall correctly.
unsure why its reappeared but also been listening too music as nothing of value on TV.
It's bitter, twisted hurtful narrative about relationships ending.
Honesty that's brilliantly planted into story of Love failure. Divorce coming.
Today is day most people recognise Marriage not going to work.
First working day of a new year. suppose if your relationships failing
then not arriving `over night`, but been happening for a while.



People see me all the timeAnd they just can't remember how to actTheir minds are filled with big ideasImages and distorted factsEven you, yesterdayYou had to ask me where it was atI couldn't believe after all these yearsYou didn't know me better than that.

Says a lot about relationship.
when ONE, can not appear to know the other
in that place.
Odd.


But reading latest Inspector Montalbano...
`The Sicilian Way'. Loving it.. That further about endings, love failing.

Sometimes you got to do what the Bee Gee, did ask yourself about LOVE SO RIGHT.
There's a lone soldier on the crossSmoke pourin' out of a boxcar doorYou didn't know it, you didn't think it could be doneIn the final end he won the warsAfter losing' every battle.

This verse somehow to myself is about the LOVE of God , Get sense that we can interpret lyrics in our own mind that may not be how lyrics are meant, but will stick with failing LOVE plus failing scenario.

As a matter of fact the wheels have stoppedWhat's good is bad, what's bad is goodYou'll find out when you reach the topYou're on the bottom...

Talking about bitterness, plus winds...its is freezing here at present expecting lot more colder days.

As with many Dylan songs, but maybe other artist l blog about. Appears a contrast between the spiritual, Biblical, and the profane. But it is Kevin not always sure which imagery is more clearer to yourself.

Hey why not leave a comment or email your ideas. kevin_wllr@yahoo.co.uk

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"