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| He would die for you. |
by Andy Nowicki
When I composed my previous two analyses of the import of pop-song lyrics as expressions of Zeitgeist angst and/or establishment agitprop, my wife—who can be brutally frank when she wants to be—expressed a dubious attitude, not about my arguments, either with regard to REO Speedwagon’s repressed cuckold rage or Billy Joel’s grating condescension towards self-immolation-prone teens, but about my overall lack of topical relevance in devoting attention to either Speedwagon or Joel. Who, after all, knows about these songs in 2017, much less listens to them?

