It was 1996 and I was going through a rough time with my (then) wife. After weeks/months of turmoil, I found out that the source of her emotional distance and, at times, disdain for me, was that she had been cheating on me.
After an angry outburst, alone in my basement, I walked upstairs into my living room and turned on the hi-fi. Southpaw Grammar was disc #1 in the changer and played automatically.
I sat on the ground... ...then comes the bit where he sings "to be finished would be a relief" over and over again...
and then the gigantic, dissonant, cathartic build!
..then the bit - "I'm very glad the spring has come/
The sun shines out so bright/
All the birds that are on the trees/
Are singing for delight"
I swear through the course of this song - recounting the sadness, heartbreak and torture of the previous months - and given the new news, I had fallen out of love with her and realized what I had to do. Our divorce was final 3 months later...
It was 1996 and I was going through a rough time with my (then) wife. After weeks/months of turmoil, I found out that the source of her emotional distance and, at times, disdain for me, was that she had been cheating on me.
After an angry outburst, alone in my basement, I walked upstairs into my living room and turned on the hi-fi. Southpaw Grammar was disc #1 in the changer and played automatically.
I sat on the ground... ...then comes the bit where he sings "to be finished would be a relief" over and over again...
and then the gigantic, dissonant, cathartic build!
..then the bit - "I'm very glad the spring has come/ The sun shines out so bright/ All the birds that are on the trees/ Are singing for delight"
I swear through the course of this song - recounting the sadness, heartbreak and torture of the previous months - and given the new news, I had fallen out of love with her and realized what I had to do. Our divorce was final 3 months later...