The first "thought" is again about which half of the brain controls the other. The next is two halves on a debate: "Maybe I think too much" vs. "You don't think as much as you could." So the debate is between thought vs. impulse. Each side of the brain, and so each side of the debate, will now present evidence.
The first comes from the side which says the speaker does, in fact, over-analyze. The opening statement: The best thing about his childhood was that it was "brief," but why is that the best-- why is that brevity "merciful"? Most of us extend our childhoods as long as we can, seeing comic-book movies on into our 40s (ahem). Because, rather than enjoy the whimsy of make-believe, our speaker was innately cynical, even as a kid: "I grew up in a state of disbelief." What most think of as childlike, he dismissed as childish.
All right, the first witness is his pre-adolescent self: "...when I was twelve going on thirteen/ Me and girls from St. Augustine/ (were) up in the mezzanine/ Thinking about God."
Does he mean to say that he had some Catholic school-girls up in a balcony a movie theater, and all he could think to do with them was have a theological discourse? Tsk, tsk. How disappointing. This definitely is a strong point for the "Maybe I think too much" side.
The impulsive side continues that spiritual experience is only possible when the thinking brain becomes passive and lets the emotions take over: "Have you ever experienced a period of grace/ When your brain just takes a seat behind your face?"
The intellect has now heard too much, and interrupts, equating such illogic with a drugged state: "...and the world begins The Elephant Dance/ Everything’s funny/ Everyone’s sunny."
Why, this leads to irresponsible behavior! "You take out your money" and spend it willy-nilly. You "walk down the road" aimlessly and purposelessly. For shame.
At least, aim at some stability and domesticity. The road you would likely choose by instinct anyway would be toward "the girl I love/ The girl I’m always thinking of."
Notice that verb, "thinking." See? Thinking can be romantic. When you consider someone, you are considerate. You can make plans and create a life together, take out a mortgage and an IRA, and lease a minivan.
But the impulsive side seizes on the word as well: You're "thinking of" her, eh? Well, maybe you "think too much"! Maybe you should let your emotional impetuousness run rampant!
Maybe, instead of trying to control the situation, and her, you should "stop trying to mold her." And instead, be physical and "just hold her."
Maybe eliminate the concept of choice altogether! You could "blindfold her" so that she has no choice, and "take her away" without any destination in mind, consciously choosing not to choose, and leave the rest to chance.
(Be assured-- no one is advocating kidnapping. My wife, for instance, once took me somewhere without telling me where first, and we had a very nice day in Madison, Wisconsin.)
Before intellect gets another chance to rebut, the decision is made: "Maybe I think too much" wins.
This decided, Simon will never again think to much or over-analyze another situation. Possibly.
NOTE: Two of the backing musicians on this track, Nile Rodgers and Bernard Edwards, are the founders of the band Chic, mostly known for disco. Another, Steve Ferrone, is one of Tom Petty's Heartbreakers (his backing band).
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Is the line about the elephant dance speaking to the silly side of pretending to be an elephant?
ReplyDeleteAnon.-- I think so. The music behind the line is warped and stretched, and so are Simon's vocals, so it's meant (I think) to be circus-like and cartoony. The lines leading up to it are about a "period of grace" and the ones following it rhyme "sunny" and "funny," so the mood of the verse is upbeat and silly.
ReplyDeleteIt seems to be about having a hallucinatory moment, but not in a scary or twisted way-- it's more about how, in a chaotic world, a moment of clarity (a "period of grace"), epiphany, and orienting oneself is, ironically, disorienting. But, again, in a good way-- the way Neo, becoming aware of The Matrix, says: "Whoa."