When I first heard this song as a lonely, over read plump 14 year old, I listened to it over and over again, convinced that Paul had given me a character to emulate, a path out of the solipsitic surbuban existence of early 70s Southern California. My life time again, at 28 I ridiculed the sentimentalism and the adolescent angst. Today, 3 lifetimes further down the road, I listened to this version I hadnt heard before on my Pandora Dylan station. Simons earnestness of lyric on this version reminded me of that self-exiled bedroom on my teenage years and the words seemed to make perfect sense to me now. I Am an Island and I do have my books and my poetry to protect me! I feel this uncanny full-circle-ness of having emotionally returned to my former self, whn I first started writing in earnest, to survive (not financially, but spiritually, emotionally, mentally!). So this is how I feel about myself this morning. Working hard and complacent in my own discontent ;~) https://youtube/watch?v=rlPaDXLeckQ
Posted on: Wed, 03 Sep 2014 19:16:17 +0000
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