MACARTHUR PARK by JIMMY WEBB. Poem by Doug Jacquier.
They rode a flying carpet together and travelled with birds.
They rode a flying carpet together and travelled with birds.
As a ten year old I was quite oblivious to the meaning of Galveston ā a cry out from an American soldier in Vietnam who is recalling happy memories back home while on the battlefront.
Wichita Lineman means a lot to me. I used to play it for my beloved when we first met: I was trying to impress her with my guitar skills because she didn't seem too impressed by my conversation, my sexual prowess, or my recipe for spicy peanut satay sauce. A tough one to break.
Almanac Music, a partner site of Stereo Stories, has just published a long essay about the 1968 Jimmy Webb song By The Time I Get To Phoenix, made famous by Glen Campbell. Written by Peter Warrington, the 2000 words - and accompanying maps - take us from the west coast of the US to the song's landmarks: Phoenix, Albuquerque, Oklahoma. It's quite a trip.