While I was out this morning, I heard a song I hadn’t heard in years: “Run Runaway” by Slade. I loved this song. It’s high energy and upbeat, at least if you listen to the music. As always when I write about music, the lyrics tell a slightly different story.
You can tell a lot about a man by what he fears. Some people fear death. Some fear crowds, or spiders, or clowns. I myself get the willies from evil dolls (Chucky, Talking Tina, that weird Zuni doll from Trilogy of Terror). I’m also afraid of what you can tell about me from my fear of evil dolls.
But, as they say, sometimes discretion is the better part of valor. For example, if the occupants of a French castle are throwing cows at you, it is acceptable to run away.
Which brings us to Slade, which offers a curious amalgam of objects and events from which one should depart with haste: Continue reading