This song seized me by the lapels and demanded my tears like a debt collector at the door. It’s rare, subtle, infinitely dangerous – it simply stands at a distance, tips its hat, and in doing so undoes you entirely. Ans Herz geh’n is lethal. I didn’t understand a word of it when I first … Continue reading Ans Herz geh’n – A Song That Refuses to Weep (and therefore breaks you anyway)
Month: March 2026
Glinda’s Bubble: A Study in Benevolent Bastardry
I’ve long held a rather unfashionable view about dear Glinda the Good Witch, and it’s high time I set it down in ink – or pixels, as the modern fashion demands. To me, she isn’t merely a fluttering pink confection of benevolence; she’s the most insidious sort of villain, the one who smiles whilst sharpening … Continue reading Glinda’s Bubble: A Study in Benevolent Bastardry
Blind Acceptance: Notes from the Queue of the Stupid
Johnny Rotten (John Lydon) performing with the Sex Pistols, c. 1977. Photographer unknown. I was reminded today - over lunch with a charming, warm, and dangerously attractive lady - of a line from the song EMI by the ever-charming hooligans of The Sex Pistols: ‘And blind acceptance is a sign of stupid fools who stand … Continue reading Blind Acceptance: Notes from the Queue of the Stupid
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