LocaKitty (locakitty) wrote,
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Hi.

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I had a post rolling around in my head for a while now, about songs. I was listening to the Happy CDs, something we put together when I was still in Florida. I don't remember if the channel was still #jiggyweek or had become #quisp already, but that's neither here nor there. Listening to the cd, in particular the 500 miles song. Now, these guys are Irish, I believe. Irish. Which means they use the metric system. Why are they measuring their walking distances, or supposed walking distances, in MILES and not KILOMETERS?

I suppose, for songwriting purposes, it's a little harder to make a song sound catchy by singing, "I would walk 804 kilometers to fall down at your door", but don't you think this is just lazy songwriting?

Which leads me to songs that use "na na na" or "do do do" or "la la la" in place of words. There is Suzanne Vega's "Tom's Diner" da da da da duh da da da, etc. You know the song, about someone fixing their stockings in the rain and her hair gets wet, and there are people kissing hello. LAZY.

The Police's Da Do Do Do Duh Da Da Da is all I have to say to you. Why are you saying that to someone? Of course, if you are Denise Sharpe, that's all you can say to Sting when you meet him. :)

Journey's "Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin'" a great tale of being screwed over by the one you love only to have that person screwed over by the one they left you for. But, the last 90 seconds of the song is just "na na na na na na na". It's the ultimate neener neener song.

Lazy.

Of course, I'm not a songwriter, so maybe this is just a response to pressure from a label to get some shit down so they can start making sales, but honestly. 90 seconds of na na na na na na na na na na na?

And the standard to metric conversion? COME ON!

That is all.
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