Been listening to this song for a couple of nights over and over and over again.
Yes, the lyrics are bluntly stealing from the methods of Andy Warhol and from the methods of Andy Warhol and from the methods of Andy Warhol - yet somehow, I find this song totally hunting (in a good way, but still dangerous).
When I heard the description of this, I knew exactly what this was going to sound like. I remember hearing these types of songs while my mom drove around in her Buick (wasn't crazy about the follow up single, but looking forward to hearing the whole album.)
Roky Erickson, Leon Redbone, Dr. John - yet Phil Collins, Hall & Oates, Billy Joel, and the similar legions of rank and talentless businessmen in musician costumes still walk among us. And you talk of a merciful God? It is to laugh.
Just watching Rolling Thunder Revue with coffee and it is 6 in the morning. I know that I will watch it again and again.
References to Whitman, Kerouac, readings by Alan Ginsberg. Many many more. Fantastic! Simple Twist of Fate had me in pieces. Wonderful performances. Netflix