Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Bloody red bats
This song is either very playful or very disturbing. Your reaction probably says more about you than the tune. I think it represents what's best about Hitchcock's songwriting - the ability to come at ordinary subjects like love and loneliness with language that's true to the secret, surreal depravity of the heart. Which is probably why people think he's being silly a lot of the time. It also makes him the best stage banterer I've ever seen.
Labels:
1984,
surreal estate
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