Talk About Missing the Point
Posted on February 12, 2008 13:54:56
I was listening to music, as I often do, and was searching the Internet for a song by Clint Holmes that was on the flip side of "Playground In My Mind." I did find it; it was "Shiddle-ee-dee."
But, in my searching, I came across this review of "Playground in My Mind" on Amazon.com.
I never cared for the 1973 stinker, "Playground in my Mind" and thought the lyrics quite inane.
"My name is Michael, I've got a nickel, I've got a nickel shiny and new. I'm going to buy me all kinds of candy, that's what I'm gonna do." With a nickel? That didn't go far even in 1973, the year following the Watergate Scandal and the year of the Energy Crisis.
"My name is Cindy, when we get married we're gonna have a baby or two. We're gonna let them visit their grandma, that's what we're gonna do."
How inane is that?
While Mr. Holmes has a nice voice, the sheer inanity of this song proved costly.
Talk about missing the entire point of the song!
This is a song about remembering childhood. It's about innocence, when the most important things were finding small change, going to visit Grandma and having a girlfriend and not even thinking about sex.
Most people who listened to it were able to remember getting a good amount of candy for a nickel when they were kids. It wasn't about 1973 economics!
And to say that the words of the song are inane is just dumb. After all, the words are suppose to be coming from children.
If you want to list lyrics like that and then make that comment, you could do it for just about any song:
"Oh beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain, for purple mountains majesty above the fruited plain." How inane is that?
COME ON! It could be argued that all songs are inane, unless of course, you understand the deeper meaning and why the song was created in the first place. It seems the reviewer thought this was just a grown man singing about having a nickel and visiting his grandmother. This person didn't get it.
Also, I stumbled across a blog called Lethal Dose in an entry called "Just Wrong Songs" where the writer said:
Next up from Bleuvolt: "Clint Holmes 'Playground in my Mind.' That song is so creepy!"
I had forgotten about it, but the second Bleuvolt said that, it brought it all back in its horrifying glory...
God! I don’t even want those words on my blog! I need to take a shower now.
This is insane! I left a comment where I stated that if the author of the blog saw something dirty in the song, that it was her own mind that was dirty, not the song.
But, in my searching, I came across this review of "Playground in My Mind" on Amazon.com.
I never cared for the 1973 stinker, "Playground in my Mind" and thought the lyrics quite inane.
"My name is Michael, I've got a nickel, I've got a nickel shiny and new. I'm going to buy me all kinds of candy, that's what I'm gonna do." With a nickel? That didn't go far even in 1973, the year following the Watergate Scandal and the year of the Energy Crisis.
"My name is Cindy, when we get married we're gonna have a baby or two. We're gonna let them visit their grandma, that's what we're gonna do."
How inane is that?
While Mr. Holmes has a nice voice, the sheer inanity of this song proved costly.
Talk about missing the entire point of the song!
This is a song about remembering childhood. It's about innocence, when the most important things were finding small change, going to visit Grandma and having a girlfriend and not even thinking about sex.
Most people who listened to it were able to remember getting a good amount of candy for a nickel when they were kids. It wasn't about 1973 economics!
And to say that the words of the song are inane is just dumb. After all, the words are suppose to be coming from children.
If you want to list lyrics like that and then make that comment, you could do it for just about any song:
"Oh beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain, for purple mountains majesty above the fruited plain." How inane is that?
COME ON! It could be argued that all songs are inane, unless of course, you understand the deeper meaning and why the song was created in the first place. It seems the reviewer thought this was just a grown man singing about having a nickel and visiting his grandmother. This person didn't get it.
Also, I stumbled across a blog called Lethal Dose in an entry called "Just Wrong Songs" where the writer said:
Next up from Bleuvolt: "Clint Holmes 'Playground in my Mind.' That song is so creepy!"
I had forgotten about it, but the second Bleuvolt said that, it brought it all back in its horrifying glory...
God! I don’t even want those words on my blog! I need to take a shower now.
This is insane! I left a comment where I stated that if the author of the blog saw something dirty in the song, that it was her own mind that was dirty, not the song.
