Showing posts with label acceptance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label acceptance. Show all posts

Monday, April 11, 2016

Widow's Walk

A "widow's walk" is a small walkway, really more of a platform, above the roof of many coastal homes, from New England to Italy, where they originated. The idea is that the wife of a sailor can watch the water to see if her husband is coming home... or if she has become a widow.

This song owes something to the great, ancient ballad "Sir Patrick Spens," about a ship that went down in a storm. It is safe to say, however, the main inspiration was the break-up of Vega's marriage.

The speaker begins "Consider me a widow, boys." So her husband died-- very sad. Well, no, she continues, "It's not the man, but the marriage that was drowned."

"So I walk the walk," she says, which has a double meaning. One is that she is authentic, she doesn't only "talk the talk," but fulfills it by "walking the walk." The other meaning is that she walks the "widow's walk," the structure described above.

This we know because she already mentioned "drown[ing]" but now continues that she is "wait[ing]" and is "watchful" of the "sky," while "looking for a kind of vessel." She is clearly evoking the image of a sailor's wife on a widow's walk, worried at the weather and gazing hopefully for the safe return of her husband's boat. But, she says, she has "never found" this kind of vessel.

Still, she did find some kind of vessel, because she "saw it splinter" and tear apart when it "hit the rocks." 

She has becomes somewhat obsessed about the incident. She finds that she "keep[s] returning" to "where I did see the thing go down... as if there's something at the site/ I should be learning."

She does "grieve" at the demise of the ship, even though, she says, "I knew the ship was empty by the time" it shattered on the rocks. How did she know this?

"We watch the wind and set the sail," she says, at the beginning of the voyage, "but save ourselves when all omens point to 'fail.'" When they saw the storm was surging, and knew that a crash was imminent, they abandoned ship-- as anyone would.

So she blames no one: "We could not hold on when fate became unruly." She chalks the whole disaster up to "fate."

She has four more things to say. One is to ask, "Does the weather say a better day is nearing?" She does hold out hope for the future, and has not discounted the possibility of future relationships, er, voyages.

The second is that she will "set [her] house in order now." This is a typical response to a loss. For one, it is a practical necessity. Emotionally, it helps distract us from the pain and helps us reclaim a sense of control in a chaotic situation.

The third is that she will "wait upon the Will." This could mean her husband's last will and testament, or in the case of a divorce, the judge's rulings. But the fact that it is capitalized indicates that this refers to the Divine Will. She feels she is bad at controlling her life, so she asks that God take the helm for now.

The last comment relates to that: "It's clear that I need better skill at steering." Oh, God has the wheel for now. But as soon as she regains her confidence, she will switch from "Sir Patrick Spens" to "Invictus," which ends: "I am the master of my fate/ I am the captain of my soul," and take back the helm.

She keeps returning to the site of the wreck, hoping to learn something. I think that, ultimately, she does, and the lesson is:

Ship happens.


Next song: "(I'll Never Be) Your Maggie May"




Monday, April 13, 2015

Left of Center

This speaker of this song is a teenager, most likely a teenage girl.

The song is from the soundtrack of the 1986 movie Pretty in Pink, considered one of the "Brat Pack" movies of writer-director John Hughes, along with The Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles, and Some Kind of Wonderful. His other hits include Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Mr. Mom, Weird ScienceHome Alone, Planes Trains & Automobiles, and the National Lampoon Vacation series.

Back to the song-- the film is about a disadvantaged young woman who must choose between her equally poor, longtime sweetheart and a new, wealthy-but-sensitive suitor.

The song is about that common adolescent (or, more fairly, human) plaint: not fitting in. It is unclear whether the teen was unusual, and therefore rejected... or the reverse-- she was simply marginalized by her peers for some arbitrary reason, alike them as she was. In any case, she seem to have embraced her marginalized, maverick status.

She declares this standpoint to be "left of center... in the outskirts, in the fringes" of the social circle. She dwells there, and make no attempt to make inroads into the popular group. However, she is not in accessible, in her remote outpost. In fact, the song opens with an invitation, if a begrudging one, to visit: "If you want me/ You can find me" there.

While marginalized, she also keeps tabs on the in-group, a surveillance which they sometimes notice: "They know that/ I'm looking at them." When they do, they challenge her: "What are you looking at?" Naturally, she becomes defensive, and attacks in retaliation: "Nothing much."

She concludes that they presume her to be "out of touch." In fact, she is very aware of the machinations of the in-group. She simply chooses not to participate in them.

She is interested, however, in an individual. The "you" is no longer "you, or any given person listening" but "you, a specific person I mean." As she puts it: “If you want me/ You can find me/ Left of center/ Wondering about you.”

Why does this person pique her interest? She sees that (presumably, but not necessarily) he is a kindred spirit: “We must be similar/ If not the same.”

Even an outsider sometimes feels the need to share the outside with someone. “So I continue/ To be wanting you/ Left of center/ Against the grain.”

It does get lonely, out there in the outskirts. So it's nice to find someone you have something in common with, even if that something is simply being... uncommon.

IMPACT: The song reached #32 on the UK Singles chart, but did not chart in the US. 

Next Song: Tom's Diner