Feeling Groovy?

Published on Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 4pm

"The 59th Street Bridge Song" by Simon and Garfunkel is the egg from which a terrible worm emerged that now gnaws away at my heart. Truth be told, it's just one worm among many, but I'm trying to cover one thing at a time. You see, I hate that song. It feels contrived and, for lack of a better word, poisonous. A while back, I was asked why such violent feelings [At the time, I was reacting about the way Gollum reacts to sunlight]. The person asking claimed to sometimes feel just the sort of saccharine sweetness portrayed in the song, or in other words "feelin' groovy." Since then, I've been asking around. It seems that I'm the only person in my part of Meat World who doesn't at least sometimes identify with that crap.

Now don't get me wrong; it's not that I'm never happy. Sometimes I'm flying high just like "Summer Song" by Joe Satriani. Other times I feel joy beyond measure like Monteverdi's "Magnificat a 6 voix." The closest I get to "groovy" is probably something like "Just Like Heaven" by the Cure. Yesterday, after claiming the Cure are happy I was accused of being morose.

So, I toss this one to the people of the nets (both of you). Do you dance on the 59th Street Bridge or would you rather jump off of it.