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Sunday Samples 257

January 1, 2012

With this being New Year’s Day, how about we pull out Tori Amos’ “Pretty Good Year”, from 1994’s Under the Pink. People my age for whom Tori was big in high school will be appropriately disturbed to realize that almost nobody currently in high school was even born when this album came out. Tori hasn’t been nearly as big in popular culture as in the mid-to-late ’90s, and I can’t think offhand of any artist who has effectively replaced her; there’s something in her music that seems to resonate specifically with late gen-Xers where the tail dribbles off towards the “millennial” generation. I guess anger sells better to disaffected youth today.

Tears on the sleeve of a man
Don’t want to be a boy today
I heard the eternal footman
Bought himself a bike to race

And Greg, he writes letters and burns his CDs
They say you were something in those formative years
Well, hold onto nothing as fast as you can
Well, still — pretty good year
Pretty good

Maybe a bright sandy beach
Is going to bring you back, back, back
Maybe not so now you’re off
You’re going to see America
Well, let me tell you something about America

Pretty good year
Pretty good

Some things are melting now
Some things are melting now
Well, hey
What’s it going to take ’til my baby’s all right?
What’s it going to take ’til my baby’s all right?

Greg he writes letters with his birthday pen
Sometimes he’s aware that they’re drawing him in
Lucy was pretty; your best friend agreed
Well, still — pretty good year
Pretty good
Pretty good year

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