I’m in Love With Big Star
A friend of mine emailed me the other day to ask if I’m into Big Star. Well yes, of course I’m into Big Star, I write back. But then over the course of the next few days I think about it and realize that like everyone else, I’m not into Big Star enough. And so I sniff around and listen to Big Star and like them more and listen and like them more still, and then I find their song, “I’m In Love With A Girl,” and I really, really don’t know when I’ll be able to stop liking them more because they’re so seventies sincere.
If I was smah-ter I’d figure out how to just post songs but I always have to youtube around to find some home crocked video using the song as soundtrack, but in this case my heart broked a bit because someone out there put this song on top of City Lights, which I saw on Christmas day last year. I’d seen it years ago in high school as part of a terrible film class, and we watched it on a little VCR. And I remembered that famous last close up of Chaplin’s face but it was this time, filling the screen for a Christmas crowd, every member of whom started to cry, that the completeness of the feeling and the genius enveloped me. And I cried too, tears splashing against my box of Junior Mints.
So here is sweet sweet Charlie Chaplin and the sweet sweet song of the day. Oh does this one make me sigh. I don’t know what lady inspired this but if it was me I would not stop blowing Alex Chilton till I was deadzo.