Bad

There are times when my head just gets full. Too much stuff. Too many details. I suspect that this is one of the reasons why music exists, to be this kind of mental cleaner.  Yes, in my highly uneducated (from a music perspective) mind, music has a trans-formative power, an ability to right the mental ship, to give you perspective, to calm your soul. Heady stuff, I know, but so be it.

One of the songs that means something to me in this kind of trans-formative way is U2's Bad.  It speaks to me in ways that I'm really not sure I  can even explain, other than to say that I feel better when I hear it.  I can think of no better performance of Bad than at Live Aid in 1985.

So here you go, a great performance of a great song.



As I was dealing with all the storm related and other stuff over the past few days, I could ear the lyric...


If I could, yes I would
If I could, I would
Let it go
Surrender
Dislocate

...in my head.  Yes, sometimes we all need to let it go.  To surrender. Now I'm reasonably sure the song isn't officially about this sort of feeling, but who cares?  The beauty of art is that no two people experience it in exactly the same way.