I don’t understand how this record works. I’ve never met anyone who
could explain it to me. Somehow, there’s a peculiar kinda logic even to their
“The Dean And I”, despite it seeming to have thrown half-a-dozen ideas into the
air and just glued them together randomly, but with “I’m Mandy, Fly Me”… well,
where to start? With the preposterous title? The sudden mania of totally
unconnected acoustic-strumming instrumental sections which make even the ears-bleedingly-loud
12-string bit on “Band On The Run” seem subtle? The two psychotic guitar solos?
Really, every time I listen to it it’s like David Copperfield levitating the
pentagon, or whatever mind-boggling boggle he’s doing: none of this can be
real. I don’t understand it. There are
rules (I’ve seen them written down in a Pooh Sticks songwriting manual – Steve
has terrible handwriting, by the way), but this record ignores every last one
of them. Though maybe if you’re going to write a song involving daydreams,
advertising posters and whistling, well, maybe it’s the only true way to go,
right? It’s one of the few records that will always remain a total mystery, no
matter how many decades we spend with it on repeat. I think that’s beautiful.
We apparently used the ‘vibe’ of “I’m Mandy, Fly Me” for our “Song Cycle” on “Optimistic
Fool”.
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