Friday, January 6, 2017

True Love

Our love is like a meth lab in your mother's basement
Crudely born from jugs and far too willing to explode
We weren't trying to get high; we were just trying to clean the kitchen
Struck the right combination, yeah, and up, there you go
True love is gonna make you lose your teeth
True love . . . you're 62 at 23
True love will always start out burnin' kind of sweet
So sweet

~ Darrin Bradbury

So after the last two posts, I thought it was time for a love song.  Do you like it?  If you are not familiar with Darrin Bradbury, give him a Google.  I promise, you will be entertained!  When he first moved to Nashville, Bradbury spent the first three months living out of his car in a WalMart parking lot.  My guess is he found some inspiration there.  He is one unique songwriter, at least in my opinion.  I mean, just look at that metaphor he sustains in the lyrics above!  Read them once and think "meth lab," then read them again and think "true love."  Get it?

My love is like a red, red rose.  Blah, blah, blah, blah blah.  I find Darrin's lyrics to be so refreshing.  And that has nothing to do with the drug reference.  I think his songwriting is relatively brilliant.  He gets an idea and he follows it through.  Think about how people fall in love.  Isn't it usually an accidental thing?  I mean, you don't just set out one day and say, I am going to fall in love today.  (Wait . . . didn't I just do that in my last blog?)  But you know what I mean.  I have always thought that the best lovers began as friends.  We weren't trying to get high; we were just trying to clean the kitchen.

I admit, I'm not too sure about how losing one's teeth relates to falling in love, but I am sure that love starts out kind of sweet.

Another Darrin Bradbury song I like is his tribute (of sorts) to the "ironic demise of three childhood heroes," namely Jack Kerouac, Lenny Bruce, and Daffy Duck.  The song is predictably titled Life Is Hard.

It's funny where it starts
And it's funny where it stops
And the whole thing in the middle
Well, it's bound to break your heart

As deliciously irreverent as Bradbury's lyrics may be, I suspect he knows a thing or two about the heartbreak part.




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