We all love lots of types of music. We all have our individual favourites, too. The odd song that resonates with us, rings a bell, strikes a chord. They stay with us forever, long after they drop out of the charts and our friends stop talking about them. These songs could be recent, they could be from our childhood or teen years when we first “discovered” music. Or they could be from our parents’ era. They all have something in common. They all mean something to us for whatever reason.
This is an introduction to a series in which I will post about one song each week (or when I feel like it). It will be one of those songs whose lyrics affected me in some way. Maybe I found them clever, thought provoking, emotional, vivid, or just well written. I’ll add my take on the song, which, be warned, may be totally off the mark from it’s real or intended meaning.
Fox on the Run – The Sweet
This little number from 1975 was my first ever favourite song. I was five. Let’s not analyse the lyrics on this. They weren’t the reason the song grabbed me. This is a rare exception to the theme of this series. Let’s get it out of the way now.
My mother likes to remind me that I liked this song around the time we lost my little brother to a brain tumour, but to this day I fail to see the connection between that event and this song. It’s likely to be the timing and nothing more. Maybe I clung to the first song that came along as a distraction or whatever. Who knows.
Anyway, please enjoy this mimed version recorded on 13 March 1975 at the British music show, Top of the Pops. This one’s for you, Geoff.
Warning: Cringe-worthy 1970’s fashions: clothes, hair, dance moves, TV production, etc.