Wednesday, June 27, 2007
He opens the door, he's got that look on his face...
We were discussing Baker Street last week
After the usual "Bob Holness played saxophone on it/No he didn't, that was a rumour started by Stuart Maconie" chat, someone mused: "I wonder if he ever did buy that piece of land?" Someone else said :"Well, if he didn't he'll be kicking himself, it'd be worth a fortune by now."
I know he didn't buy it.
Just like he never gave up the booze. The one night stands were a different matter, but they gave up on him, rather than the other way round. He tried the quiet little town, but felt suffocated and was back in the city within six months.
Whenever I hear the song I see him: unshaven, running a hand through uncombed hair, with a bemused expression and a look in his eyes that shows he knows he's had his last chance, but he doesn't know why.
There is no reason.
Some things just are.
Baker Street - Gerry Rafferty
Superstar - The Carpenters
Fire and Rain - James Taylor
The Carnival Is Over - The Seekers
The Mourners OF St Pauls - Liam Frost
Tiny Vessels - Death Cab For Cutie
The Culling Of The Fold - The Decemberists