https://youtu.be/ZDHuabM-EpM It's Wodensdaeg, and the Feast Day of Jeanne D'Arc, so here's a song for ol' Odin and Joan, another from that set we've been working through, Southampton UK, Summer of '92, videotaped and preserved against all odds by an unknown punk Sotonian. Rough performance, as they all are, but it's got a certain something. "Two-Minute Itch" is a song that has always seemed to punch a bit above its weight, though we arguably never quite did it justice or presented it as its "best self." It's still among the most requested songs in the catalog. And I can see why. It's a pretty good song, all things considered. (It hasn't been in the repertoire for many years, though maybe we'll get to it one of these days: you can't learn 'em all.) As a song, it's got quite a bit going for it. But it's also a good illustration of what I was talking about in that Grim Deeds interview, of having all the "song-y" elements but failing to make them come together and really do all the work they need to do. The idea of using distracted TV channel-switching as sort of metaphor for the conduct of an indecisive, confused, and messy love life, and the concomitant lack of contact with reality, is pretty solid, but over-ambitious for my skills at the time. I'm sure I could do a lot more with this conceit now. As it is the lyrics are on point but still obtuse, rather inarticulate. Example: the title is, believe it or not, meant to be a play on the "seven year itch" but I really doubt anyone ever got that... it's just not borne out by the composition itself. It's an allusion that doesn't go anywhere, and I subsequently learned at least to try to make such things have a destination. That said, the inarticulateness does leave a sort of "poetic" impression, something that would be pretty difficult to do on purpose if you knew what you were doing. And as I've said before, the whole Milk Milk Lemonade album has this character, of ambition not quite realized that ironically kind of embodies the thing it's trying to describe. It's supposed to be a series of snapshots of emotional misfires, miscommunication, immaturity, and confusion, a kind of "life flashing before your eyes" thing, between the "revelation" at the beginning and the resigned "I can see it now" resolution. And, rather astonishingly, it kind of does accomplish that, just not in a very accomplished way. It's a strange beast. But back to "Two-Minute Itch": mysteriously, despite all that, it still works as a song, and a good measure of that is Kepi's cover which is as real as real gets: https://youtu.be/nh9U8nP2zWk That's all I got. Let me know what you think, like subscribe comment dance around the room like a maniac or retreat into your own, private world to brood over lost opportunities and looming mortality. Love, children, is just a kiss away.
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