I feel like I should be wearing Aviators or at least Wayfarers while I listen to this song. If I owned either I would surely wear them…simultaneously if possible. It’s just a cool song.
I mean, just listen to it start to crazy-go-nuts around the 2:42/44 range. And, I’m sorry, is that a sax introduced at 3:01?
Seriously, listen to it.
I don’t particularly like taking quotes out of context, especially those from Shakespeare because they seem to be so often misused, but I stumbled upon this one during my Shakespeare class last week and I would be remiss not to share it with you. It comes from the play, Troilus and Cressida, and this simile about time has to be one of most unique ones I’ve heard.
I think it’s kind of perfect, actually.
For Time is like a fashionable host,
That slightly shakes his parting guest by th’ hand
And, with his arms outstretched as he would fly,
Grasps in the comer. Welcome ever smiles,
And Farewell goes out sighing. (3.3. 159-163)
It’s amazing, yet sometimes troubling, to think of the fluidity of time, the way we hardly recognize that it is moving along, or more aptly, passing us on to another event.
Incredible that Shakespeare can so easily address everyone’s fear of oblivion and that a concern 400 years ago is still frighteningly relevant today.
Oh, time, you mischievous creature.
A Broad At Home 