291: “Southern Girls” by Cheap Trick
July 10, 2012 Leave a comment
This is a critical review of “Southern Girls” by Cheap Trick, from In Color (1977), written as a play-by-play listen-through:
The song begins with a banging drum intro, and the appropriate response is one/two raised eyebrows and a nodding head. You should probably look around (at your friends), like, “Oh yeah, this is a straight-ahead rock-n-roll jammer.”
The guitar comes in like a SCUD missile, which solidifies your estimation. This track is something worth moving your particles to.
The lyrics deftly rhyme… Cheap Trick is singing about Southern girls, who get out on the street and got nothing to lose. Don’t analyze that. No good can come of it. Pay attention to the way your body’s moving. Because if you’re paying attention with your reptile brain, by now you’re bobbing your head like you’re trying to trap a peanut on the back of your neck. That’s the important part.
The classic rock is loosening your firmament.
You should begin to truly emotionally connect in the first chorus, when Robin Zander sings “I feel crazy, and everyone says it.” You’re not sure what exactly this song is getting at, but you’ll make a hat out of hamster pelts if it’s not catchy as all get out.
And hold on a cotton-pickin’ second, what’s up with this bridge? Wow, a whole new high-intensity tune right in the middle of the song!!! My God, Southern Girls, what are you making Cheap Trick do?!?
Okay, we’re back to the first verse. Cheap Trick knows we like stability in a relationship. They stick to the format, which has been proven through several decades to effectively manifest recursive booty moving. Midwestern rock-n-roll so earthy it actually contains rocks and corn and cow hair.
Cheap Trick has achieved great success in the US, but nothing like they’ve seen in Japan. They’re bigger in Japan than decayed fermented squid bowels and panty vending machines put together, which would be awesome, btw.
I would listen to this song again. In fact, I have, and will. Many times.
That ends the official review. I am sweating.
Enjoy the music, if not my words.
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