I wake up every morning with a song stuck in my head. And now it's stuck in yours.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
You Never Can Tell
Woke up with this tune in my head after a late night out at a club, surrounded by twenty-somethings dancing to trap and bass music. It was a friend's bachelor party. I stood there in the club, sipping my Dickel rye, oldly.
It was a teenage wedding/and the old folks wished them well...
"C'est la vie", say the old folks/it goes to show you never can tell
The unconscious brain is really amazing. This is one of those songs that I didn't even realize I had stored in there. It's not like, say, Carry On Wayward Son, a song I am all too palpably aware of knowing. But somehow, my background neurons were connecting weddings, youngsters, and my growing sense of feeling over the hill.
Artist: Chuck Berry
Year: 1964
Rating: Warm
Tags:
'60s,
Chuck Berry,
dance,
earworms,
electronic,
honky tonk,
lyrics,
personal narrative,
roots rock
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