Going back to yesterday’s thought on simplicity ruling when it comes to love songs, here’s a fabulous love song by Randy Newman, a songwriter known more for caustic irony than wearing his heart on his sleeve. And that’s one reason this song works so well.
The theme here is similar to that of Billy Joel’s early tune ‘You’re My Home‘ — the idea that “home” has more to do with the who than the where. I guess it’s a pretty obvious sentiment, but still a sweet one.
Earlier this year I jumped on the My Morning Jacket bandwagon after ignoring the critical hype for a couple of years, and discovered that their latest album
This song doesn’t have any particular meaning for Alex and me — in fact, today is probably the first time she’s ever heard it. But I find it to be such an effective expression of romantic longing that I felt it would fit in nicely this week.
I have some year-end stuff on the way but it’s not quite ready because I haven’t seen/heard all of the things I need to before I can put 2008 to rest. I plan to count down my top ten songs of the year as part of the Song of the Day series, and I’ll do that as soon as I’ve listened to the albums I just bought to see if anything on them will crack that list (so far I know at least one will).
To really showcase how much Alex means to me, today I am highlighting a Bob Dylan song that is not sung by Bob Dylan. As a die-hard Dylan fan, that’s a difficult thing for me to do. But nobody said love is easy.