So I was doing the evening chores, and I found myself singing a bit of “Ew wah ew wah ew wah ew wah.”
Unlike when I found myself ruminating on the melody of Marty Balin’s “Hearts” in February, I knew where this came from.
Dwight Yoakum’s “Pocket of a Clown”.
Although I did have to search for it to make sure I wasn’t crazy (“Pocket of a Clown”? No way that’s a real song.).
I had Dwight Yoakum’s This Time album when it was fresh. It’s weird; I think of my college years as mostly steeped in pop music, but I listened to my share of country at the beginning of the 1990s as well.
Why it came up in my mind’s rotation, I have no idea. I am pleased, though, that the radio station that I can listen to while mowing the lawn has, after a couple of years, backed off of the all-bro-country format and returned to a mix of today and oldies. And by “oldies,” I mean things current when I was an adult.
