Explicating Golden Oldies

I’m about to climb a step stool to paint a wall in my kitchen. For this purpose, Music Choice’s classical station is not a good idea; step stools and appreciation for great music do not live in the same territory. I would not like to pause with a brush dripping on my toes to observe how utterly weird Busoni can be. (In a piece of orchestral music with “Turandot” in the title, what is “Greensleeves” doing there?)(Did you know “Greensleeves” was written by Henry VIII? So said Flanders and Swann.)

So I’ve switched to the Golden Oldies channel (1829 on Verizon), and find a need to comment.

To wit, here’s Sam Cooke singing:

“She was only sixteen, only sixteen But I loved her so But she was too young to fall in love And I was too young to know…”

Me: Statutory rape.

Dion and the Belmonts:

“One day I feel so happy, next day I feel so sad.
I guess I’ll learn to take the good with the bad.
Cause each night I ask the stars up above,
Why must I be a teenager in love?”

Me: Hormones.


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