Hi again, James!  This is a continuation of my previous message:

JB>  I once saw a dissertation about "She's Leaving" by a
JB>  scholar, and he concluded by, "Who would have logically
JB>  tried that? Not me." Very crafty boys, the lot of them.


          Yes, not everyone wants a steady diet of songs about failed
romances and teenage infatuations... or if they do, many outgrow it.  At
the time, this song struck a responsive chord with older adults as well. 
And now the Beatles are enjoying a renewed popularity with their children
& grandchildren....  :-)



JB>  Me, always a Walrus guy. That should indicate the bent?


          I think so.  Lennon must have written the lyrics.  They remind me
of his book A SPANIARD IN THE WORKS... he seems to be playing with words. 
What I like about the examples I mentioned is that they're playing with the
sounds of instruments one would not expect to hear in twentieth century
rock music.  And they tell a story or paint a picture so simply that even I
can get it....  ;-)

          The Walrus's imagery is more complex... but either way I see
someone who would probably notice, with a mixture of detached amusement
& frustration, how the folks in the fast lane scurry around with a
coffee cup in one hand & a cell phone in the other or slavishly follow
the whims of a fashion designer in SomePlace Else.  So do I.  My own
inclination would be to say the banker never wears a mac (or whatever) and
play with with timbres & harmonies, though.  :-)



JB>  Only now, am I truly appreciating George's composition,
JB>  and skill. Ringo... Well, he was so off the wall, the
JB>  record company didn't trust him to carry the early
JB>  recordings. Once he started to out play the "pro" in
JB>  the imagination department, did they push to record
JB>  Ringo. Viva la trouble-makers!


          Years ago, some of the later stuff was a little too off the wall
for me.  Like you, though, I think I might understand it better now.... 
:-)



AH>  While you're busy with other stuff??  ;-)

JB>  You *had* to mention the "S" word, didn't you? I need to
JB>  clean up the disassembled couch from the front yard before
JB>  the kiddies start running around on their annual sugar rush.


          Yeah, there's always something... (sigh).



AH>  I think Nora learned a good lesson on this trip too.  She
AH>  got stuck in the reeds at one point.  Dallas & I both refused
AH>  to tow her out.  And as we'd suspected, she could solve the
AH>  problem herself with a bit of verbal instruction....  :-))

JB>  Comes readily to mind, the day I was to play in the new
JB>  snowbank out in the front yard. After mom turns blue with,
JB>  "But it's cold. You'll get stuck."


          Nora had a teacher in toddler group who often said things like
"Don't do that... you'll fall!"  Drove me nuts.  I'd think
"Maybe she will & maybe she won't.  So what??  She's in a
carefully managed environment where she won't get hurt too badly." 
This woman died of cancer a few years later, and I can't help wondering how
much her fatalistic attitude had to do with the outcome.  Because Nora
remained in the group for some time after her diagnosis of leukemia, there
was readily available evidence that people can & do survive such
diseases.  :-/



JB>  Sure enough, I found the deepest drift I could waddle up to,
JB>  and sink myself in to my hips. "MOM!?!"

JB>  She pulled me out once, but the second time, I was on my own.

JB>  There *are* benefits to growing up with a pro in the house!


          Uh-huh.  Speaking as a mother & a teacher, I imagine she was
keeping one eye peeled to make sure you got yourself out the second time
too....  :-))




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