Saturday, April 9, 2011

Rock Opera



The first day of warm Spring weather and it seems almost criminal not to be driving somewhere fast listening to loud music. I was thinking about that this morning loading up my ipod and looking for something and stumbled across Meatloaf.

There was a beauty living on the edge of town
And she always put the top up and the hammer down
And she taught me everything I'll ever know
About the mystery and the muscle of love

The stars would glimmer and the moon would glow
I'm in the back seat with my Julie like a Romeo
And the signs along the highway all said,
Caution! Kids At Play!

Those were the rights of spring and we did everything
There was salvation every night
We got our dreams reborn and our upholstery torn
But everything we tried was right

She used her body just like a bandage,
She used my body just like a wound
I'll probably never know where she disappeared
But I can see her rising up out of the back seat now
Just like an angel rising up from a tomb

But it was long ago and it was far away,
Oh God it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway,
Then the soul is just a car
And objects in the rear view mirror
May appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror
May appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror
May appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror
May appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror
May appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror
May appear closer than they are

How I love the Rock Opera and who does this better than Meatloaf? He's been a favorite of mine since the old Rocky Horror Picture Show Days, yes I was one of the troubled youth that found their way to the local theater to see Rocky Horror at midnight on Friday Nights. Meatloaf is one of those guys that got better looking as he got older and when he sang those terribly long songs about love and youth and sex and drugs and rock and roll I was singing along. When I was sure that Best Friend just needed to hear this music and she'd be as enamored as I was, I gave her a cd of bat out of hell. Needless to say it's still in pristine condition and I don't think it's ever been played. I am a sucker for romantic rock opera especially if the singer is a bad boy and meatloaf always seemed on the edge of bad boy for me and then he appeared in fight club and that fascination was over.




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