Thursday, July 13, 2006
so, jeremy can't sleep tonight once again. what's he going to do?
Tonight's diversion: listening to "You're So Vain" eight or nine times in a row. While simultaneously reading the dictionary definition of meek and trying to decide which of the three definitions is more the problem that leads me to be ridiculously nonassertive in some situations, including occasions where it's not even in the interest of the person to whom I'm being milquetoasty. Regardless, I've always felt a twinge of righteous-bitter identification with the lyric "I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee" even though I have no idea what it is supposed to mean and I don't even drink coffee.
There's also the line about going up to Nova Scotia and seeing the total eclipse of the sun. I should really be availing myself of some opportunity to go northward during my time out here other than just the drive to Montreal. Clouds in my coffee, clouds in my Coke Zero.
And, even if we all know it's a lie about the meek inheriting the earth, at least they can pretend while everyone else is asleep.
Update: AK notes in the comments the theory that YSV is about Mick Jagger. There's also a Warren Beatty school of thought. Simon has revealed at different times that the person has an A, E, and R in his name, which leaves both Beatty and Jagger as suspects. It does eliminate me, which is just as well, as it would have required pervy time travel for Carly Simon to write how she had been lovers "several years ago, when I was still naive" and be talking about a man who was less than a year old himself.