As I first noted here, the following epic poem is technically Dadaist, not Surrealist.
For the history of my multi-hour solo post-Thanksgiving-meal cleanup, please see here. As with 2021, despite there being only only five of us (my wife Nell and I, our two daughters and the cousin, an ordained Unitarian Universalist minister, who officiated at our wedding), there was still a substantial amount of cleaning. Oh, “The Admiral” returned, clad this time in a blue-and-green plaid scarf and white dinner napkin. When I tried to feed him, someone pointed out he was not real. “I know that,” I responded, “but he doesn’t!”
Unlike last year, I had already prepared the mix – 50 tracks totaling just over 3½ hours (up sharply from 37 and < 2½ hours in 2021) – the night before. My eclectic taste in music is well-established, and this mix is no different. The tracks range from Dinah Shore’s iconic 1942 recording of “Blues in the Night” to two early 1980s Def Leppard tracks, from Bernard Herrmann’s pulse-pounding opening theme to the 1951 film noir On Dangerous Ground to the melancholic ache of Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Tuesday’s Gone,” which anchors the end of the mellow-cholic Dazed and Confused. The most recent track is Sleater-Kinney’s bittersweet “A Quarter to Three,” from 1999’s The Hot Rock. This mix leans a bit older, with a median release year of 1981.5. While just over half (54%) of the tracks were released in the 1980s, 14 (28%) were released in the 1970s and six (12%) released in the 1990s. The third pre-1970s track is “Pushin’ Too Hard,” releases by The Seeds in 1966.
In a change from the 2019 and 2021 mixes, the 2022 mix has fewer tracks with generic classifications New Wave, Post-Punk and SynthPop (11, down from 14 in 2021), though adding two Folk Punk tracks from the Violent Femmes makes it closer; these 13 tracks were released between 1979 and 1984. No generic classification tops seven tracks (three variations of Alternative Rock), though adding Indie Rock makes nine (all released between 1984 and 1999). Other forms of “rock” tend to dominate: Progressive Rock (4), Rock (3), Hard and Pop Rock (2 each), and Country Rock, Folk Rock, Garage Rock, Glam Metal, Heavy Metal, Rock and Roll, Southern Rock (1 each); these 18 tracks were released between 1966 and 1988. The remaining 10 tracks are a motley collection of Pop (3), Disco (2), Blues, Contemporary Folk, Freestyle, Soul Disco and Soundtrack (1 each).
Unlike 2021, meanwhile, when only one track repeated from 2019, there are eight repeat tracks from 2022: “Sweet Emotion” (Aerosmith), “Debonair” and “Gentlemen” (Afghan Wigs), “Belly of the Whale” (Burning Sensations), “It’s a Miracle” and “Miss Me Blind” (Culture Club), “Shadowplay” (Joy Division) and “Cruisin’” (Michael Nesmith); “Boogie Oogie Oogie” by A Taste of Honey returns from 2019. These repeat selections, as always, are unintentional; I simply wanted to hear what I wanted to hear while cavorting about the kitchen and dining room, working my cleaning magic, Casper the Friendly Golden (aka The Butterscotch Bandit) watching my every move. That said, while there were eight Culture Club tracks in 2021, no artist topped two appearances (n=7) this year. Finally, for the second year in a row, the Part 2 Overture is from Mitchell Froom’s synth-cool soundtrack for the adult film Café Flesh.

And with that – the epic journey begins.
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Part 1
Overture: Prelude to On Dangerous Ground by Bernard Herrmann, performed by The City of Prague Orchestra
What is it in the nature of man
That makes us hate and cheat
And steal and kill?
Why do people get off on bigotry
Intolerance and racial intolerance?
There’s something wrong with human nature
I say you’ll miss me
And you always do
I say you’ll miss me
Now would I lie to you
Only love can be to blame
If we lose our love, it’s a (shame)
Ooh, I wouldn’t want to live with the pain
Gonna stay forever
The mountain is high, the valley is low
And you’re confused ’bout which to go
So I flew in to give you a hand
And lead you into the promised land
Come on and take a free ride
And my tires were slashed and I almost crashed,
But the Lord had mercy
And my machine, she’s a dud, out stuck in the mud
Somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
Well, hold on tight, stay up all night, ’cause Rosie, I’m comin’ on strong
By the time we meet the morning light, I will hold you in my arms
It’s taken miles and lines
To learn the right from the wrong
I’ll keep you hanging on
So, don’t tell me you love me
Don’t tell me you love me
Don’t tell me I don’t want to know
Between the bottles in a mirror
I’m smiling at myself
Look in my eyes and start to count
The bottles on the shelf
Mm-hm, mm-hm
Bottles on the shelf
Back on the train, I ask why did I come again?
Can I confess, I’ve been hanging round your old address?
And the years have proved
To offer, nothing since you’ve moved
You’re long gone, but I can’t move on
And I miss you (like the deserts miss the rain)
You can see it in my eyes
I can feel it in your touch
You don’t have to say a thing
Just let me show how much
I love you, need you, oh babe
Will you tell them about that far off and mythical land
About their leader with the famous face?
Will you tell them that the reason nothing ever grows
In the garden anymore
Because he wanted to win the craziest race
That’s this world over
Well I heard a rumour of a golden age
Somewhere back along the line
Maybe I dreamed it in a whisper or
Heard it in a spell
It was something to do with the sign of the times
And the only thing that I remember
Is a summer like a pretty girl
Who shimmers and shines
Moving in time
Shaking to the beat of the heart of the world…party
From an uptown apartment
To a knife on the A train
It’s not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse
To the rats in the basement
It’s not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Oh no, it’s not that far
But it gets me nowhere to tell you, “No”
And it gets me nowhere to make you go
Will a little more love make you stop depending?
Will a little more love bring a happy ending?
Will a little more love make it right?
Will a little more love make it right?
In I come and out you go, you get
Here we are again now, place your bets
Is this the time
The time to win or lose
Is this the time
The time to choose
All this machinery making modern music
Can still be open-hearted
Not so coldly charted, it’s really just a question
Of your honesty, yeah, your honesty
One likes to believe in the freedom of music
But glittering prizes and endless compromises
Shatter the illusion of integrity, yeah
Go now, you’ve been set free
Another month or so you’ll be poisoning me
With your lovely smile
I see you slither away with your skin and your tail
Your flickering tongue and your rattling scales
Like a real reptile
You hear laughter
Cracking through the walls
It sends you spinning
You have no choice
Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Well all I want is to just be free
Live my life the way I wanna be
All I want is to just have fun
Live my life like it’s just begun
But you’re pushin’ too hard
Pushin’ too hard on me (too hard)
I need someone, a person to talk to,
Someone who’d care to love — could it be you? Could it be you?
The situation gets rough, and I start to panic;
It’s not enough, it’s just a habit and, kid, you’re sick…
Well, darling, this is it…
There may be some explanation
Why you feel the way you do
The world makes its rotations
But I just want to turn to you
[Turn to you]
Come on let me turn to you
Today I found a message floating
In the sea from you to me
You wrote that when you could see it
You cried with fear, the point was near
Was it you that said
How long, how long, how long to the point of no return?
Only you can make me feel this way
I give you all
Come on
Let’s get away
This love I feel
Will never, ever fade
I give you more and more
So…to hold on to the dream
(Let me be the one)
You can trust me at any time
You’re such a secret, misty-eyed and shady
Lady how you hold the key
Oh, you’re like a candle, your flame is slowly fadin’
Burnin’ out and burnin’ me
Can’t you see?
Just try and say to you
You’re bringin’ on the heartache
Got to find the brightness in the soul.
Not look outside to find out where we are.
Oh, you won’t be satisfied.
‘Til you make possessions of the stars.
She’s making it all come true … this time.
Part 2
Overture: Thrill Factor from Café Flesh, by Mitchell Froom
When I get to be in your arms
When we’re all, all alone
When you whisper sweet in my ear
When you turn, turn me on
That’s the way, uh huh, uh huh
I like it, uh huh, uh huh
And once again
The monster speaks
Reveals his face and searches for relief
A little boy is tied to you
Attracted only ’til it comes unglued
I pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took it just a little too far
You’re telling her things but your girlfriend lied
You can’t catch me ’cause the rabbit done died
Yes it did
Baby, it’s no good
We’re just asking for trouble
I can touch you
But I don’t know how to love you
It ain’t no use
We’re headed for disaster
Our minds said no
But our hearts were talking faster
Leah
Dance with the counterfeit
The plastic smiles and micro heat
I’ll meet you there, I’ll meet you there
Run to the edge of town
Where Hollywood lay its footprints down
Monroe was there but do you really care
The stars that shine
And the stars that shrink
In the face of stagnation the water runs
Before your eyes
Dazzle it’s a glittering prize
Dazzle it’s a glittering prize
Before your eyes
It’s a glittering prize
My mama done told me
When I was in pig tails
My mama done told me, Hon
A man’s gonna sweet talk
And give you the big eye
But when the sweet talkin’s done
A man is a two face, a worrisome thing
Who’ll leave you singin’
The blues in the night
My heart is on fire
My soul’s like a wheel that’s turnin’
My love is alive
My love is alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The three of them were standing, staring at each other
When the light behind their eyes blew each other’s cover
The ancient code was branded
And each of them was handed
A ticket to their kingdom
‘Cause they saw their brother Sunset Sam
And he, he must have been a genius
He told me so himself
Every morning at the breakfast table
Doing crosswords in his sleep
Every evening in the dark
Making love with open eyes
The train roll on
A many miles from my home,
See I’m, I’m riding my blues away, yeah
Well Tuesday, you see
Oh, she had to be free, Lord
But somehow I got to carry on, Lordy
A nice breeze blows in
Whenever the big fella cracks a grin
And when the time and the place is right
We sit down, sip some bouillabaisse
Going down the kitchen at the top of the stairs
Can I mix in with your affairs?
Share a smoke, make a joke, grasp and reach for a leg of hope
Words to memorize, words hypnotize, words make my mouth exercise.
Words all failed the magic prize; nothing I can say when I’m in your thighs
Dreh’ dich nicht um, schau, schau,
Der Kommissar geht um!
Er wird dich anschau’n
Und du weißt warum.
Die Lebenslust bringt dich um.
Alles klar, Herr Kommissar?
There’s no time to waste let’s get the show on the road
Listen to the music and let your body flow
The sooner we begin the longer we got to groove
Listen to the music and let your body move
Caravan
Moving through the night, sleeping in the light of day
Caravan
Spinning through the void, on our way to anywhere
Caravan
Time is just a joke change is all we understand
Caravan
Life is a mirage, only a mirage
Dancing on the desert sand
Your attention, please
Now turn off the light
Your infection, please
I haven’t got all night
Understand, do you understand?
Understand, I’m a gentleman
I’m a gentleman
This town is our town
(This town)
It is so glamorous
Bet you’d live here if you could
And be one of us
It’s gotta be a strange twist of fate
Telling me that heaven can wait
Telling me to get it right this time
Life doesn’t mean a thing without the love you bring
Love is what we’ve found the second time around
You got some kinda hold on me
You’re all wrapped up in mystery
So wild and free, so far from me
You’re all I want, my fantasy
Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock n’ roll clown
Oh-oh, look what you’ve done
I gotta have you
Photograph
I realize the best part of love is the thinnest slice
And it don’t count for much
But I’m not letting go
I believe there’s still much to believe in
So lift your eyes if you feel you can
Reach for a star and I’ll show you a plan
I figured it out
What I needed was someone to show me
I did everything, everything I wanted to
I let them use you for their own ends
To the center of the city in the night, waiting for you
To the center of the city in the night, waiting for you
And do you feel scared?
I do
But I won’t stop and falter
And if we throw it all away
Things can only get better
Nothing bad, nothing free
There’s nothing left
For me to feel
It’s like goin’ to bed at a quarter to three
Finally tired, finally empty
The conclusion of the 2019 essay still rings true:
Perhaps, just as Jews on Passover spread the reading of the Haggadah across multiple family members and guests, you could use these stanzas to defuse your next fractious gathering. Simply have each person present read a stanza, cycling through everyone until the final one. I expect the utter nonsense of the successive passages will serve as a much- needed distraction.
And, of course, here is the actual playlist:
Prelude from On Dangerous Ground | The City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra | 1951 |
Human Nature | Clail, Gary/ On-U Sound System | 1991 |
Miss Me Blind | Culture Club | 1983 |
Shame | Evelyn “Champagne” King | 1977 |
Free Ride | The Edgar Winter Group | 1972 |
Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) | Bruce Springsteen | 1973 |
Don’t Tell Me You Love Me | Night Ranger | 1982 |
The Evening’s Young | Yello | 1981 |
Missing | Everything But the Girl | 1994 |
Kiss You All Over | Exile | 1978 |
This World Over | XTC | 1984 |
World Party | The Waterboys | 1988 |
Walking Down Madison | Kirsty MacColl | 1991 |
A Little More Love | Olivia Newton-John | 1978 |
Wire | U2 | 1984 |
The Spirit of Radio | Rush | 1980 |
Reptile | The Church | 1988 |
Spellbound | Siouxsie & The Banshees | 1981 |
Pushin’ Too Hard | The Seeds | 1966 |
Kiss Off | Violent Femmes | 1983 |
Turn to You | The Go-Go’s | 1984 |
Point of Know Return | Kansas | 1977 |
Let Me Be The One | Expose | 1987 |
Bringin’ On The Heartbreak | Def Leppard | 1981 |
All Come True | World Party & Steve Wickham | 1987 |
Thrill Factor (Cafe Flesh Opening Theme) | Mitchell Froom | 1984 |
That’s The Way (I Like It) | K.C. & The Sunshine Band | 1975 |
Debonair | Afghan Wigs | 1993 |
Sweet Emotion | Aerosmith | 1975 |
Ah! Leah! | Donnie Iris | 1980 |
It’s a Miracle | Culture Club | 1983 |
Dazzle | Siouxsie & The Banshees | 1984 |
Blues in the Night | Dinah Shore | 1942 |
Love Is Alive | Gary Wright | 1975 |
Cruisin’ | Michael Nesmith | 1979 |
He Must Have Been a Genius | Uncle Bonsai | 1984 |
Tuesday’s Gone | Lynyrd Skynyrd | 1973 |
Belly of the Whale | Burning Sensations | 1982 |
Add It Up | Violent Femmes | 1983 |
Der Kommissar | Falco | 1981 |
Boogie Oogie Oogie | A Taste of Honey | 1978 |
Caravan | Utopia | 1979 |
Gentlemen | Afghan Wigs | 1993 |
This Town | The Go-Go’s | 1981 |
Twist of Fate | Olivia Newton-John | 1983 |
Photograph | Def Leppard | 1983 |
Lost In Love | Air Supply | 1980 |
Shadowplay | Joy Division | 1979 |
Things Can Only Get Better | Howard Jones | 1985 |
A Quarter to Three | Sleater-Kinney | 1999 |
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