I write these posts about a week or so in advance, and when preparing this one, it hit me that I’m about to get to the stretch of posts spanning Election Day and its aftermath. Gulp.
Four years ago, I spent the lead-up to the election posting songs from the 30 Days, 30 Songs project, in which artists took musical shots at Donald Trump in the name of raising money and turning out the vote.
It didn’t work, obviously.
Keeping things light around here, man.
Paul Simon has always said he hates playing this song and hopes he isn’t remembered for writing it. But I can think of far worse things to be remembered for.
Certainly his contribution to popular music, both lyrically and musically, is far deeper and more meaningful than this little ditty (or bauble, as my father would say). But is there really anything wrong with writing a song that puts an instant smile on people’s faces?
Meet Me In Montauk 