For anyone who loves music and wants to hear an incredible song.
I could have put this in the "War Room Music" thread as a vaguely philosophical entry, but felt that this might be a better fit.
Lyrically the song seems very abstract, almost nonsensical, and yet is a wonderful exposition on love, the progression of romance, and a meditation on where we are going and how we can get there.
It has an almost Psalmist quality perfectly melded to the new longing of our age. The words also have the benefit of being beautiful, almost a rare poetic turn in music as if anyone ponders the lines they open a world of many thoughts about love.
The first verse set - Where is this love?
The second - I have found it and dream of it.
The third - I remember this love so well.
Then it comes to the music, which is even more astounding.
Four different progressions and moods that match in terms of music, and in the astounding vocals of Bryan Ferry to add an entire horizon of sonic opportunities to inspire.
The first part of the song - an almost upscale "honky tonk" number with a lot of great nuance that is somewhat upbeat and optimistic, and yet in the twangs and pangs in the music there is a great subtly.
A sudden change in act two - The music darkens and becomes a tad more deranged, as does the musical accompaniment, uneven, sublimely deranged as love turns to an obsession and the folksy (yet charming) mock-Rolling Stones satire is smashed with a visualization of longing for "everything" in love, from the now minor key switch in the saxophone, Ferry's growling and pleading almost weeping it seems at time in his frenzy, and the sudden distortions of synthesizer, guitar, and the clunk-clunk of the drums driven downward.
This rolls into a fully bleak, and mysteriously tawdry instrumental weave of serpentine, not quite melancholy, almost magical freeing of the instrumentation into the abstraction, as if all in dark harmony where tunefully guiding us through the labyrinth of the heart in this fourth act.
Suddenly to open in the end, to pour out everything in surrender, surrender to pained joy, and then an almost rapturous croon proclaiming to give love all again, nostalgic for that past, triumphant in the now, and heart bursting open into a amazing future.
Roxy Music's "If There is Something,"
Indeed.
