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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Thirteen
A couple of weeks ago, I posted the link to the Winterpills cover of this song (which was recorded in honor of Alex Chilton's passing) and last night, for some reason, I had it stuck in my head.
This song has been covered a lot (most famously by Elliot Smith about whose cover Josh Radnor called devastatingly sad...and even in the linked clip, Elliot asks the crowd, "Do you want me to do a happy song?" before he goes into Thirteen.) and a lot of people see it as a touch stone for pop music (and I will contend that this is the Ur song for fans of the Violent Femmes and without Big Star...they just don't happen.
Anyway...
There is no good reason why this song should be playing back and forth as if on a loop in my head, but it has and that is good enough for me to call it my earworm.
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