I just hated 'Peaches & Diesel' by Eric Clapton yesterday. I don't really know why. I just had this loathing for it.
Is it the repetitive sequence that drove me near insane? Is it those damn breaks in melody? Just when you sit back and come to terms with the song finishing, the drummer picks up the rhythm again... and again... and again...
Listening to it now, though, I doesn't seem half-bad. Yeah, the accompanying melody still makes me a bit edgy, but it stands nullified by Clapton's intoxicating lead. Oh, and apparently the song was inspired by some terrible highway accident/massacre. So, I'd best give it another shot.
Apparently, you can find some brilliant allegory in the above tale. I, as Calvin would say, chose to ignore it.
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