I later found out that a hurdy-gurdy is a musical instrument.
And that’s just boring.
For some reason, I had a really sinister notion as to what a “Hurdy Gurdy Man” was supposed to be. Donovan’s psych classic, from the 1968 album of the same name, has such an undercurrent of menace to me, that I just assumed it was about a stalker, or killer, or monster of some kind or another. That trippy tremolo effect creating this kind of spooky dissonance (an effect The Buttholes went a little wild with on their own version), lyrics about “shadows cast” and “the crying of humanity,” and the all too serene, chilled vibe of the song make for a disarming kind of siren’s call, a luring lullaby before the serial killer stabs you in the belly, or the beast eats you whole.
But no, it’s really just a minstrel of sorts…singing songs of love.
Sigh.
“Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy gurdy.”
Listen below, our Daily Jam.
No comments:
Post a Comment