As long as I’ve diluted my blog with tales of my brother CJ, here’s another one. I’m not sure how it happened, but there came a time when he and I had a profound insight about Meatloaf.
No, not the kind you eat, the kind who makes music.
He had several big hits, from which a common theme emerged: he is incapable of enduring love.
Meatloaf is all about the anti-love love song. From one of his biggest hits, Paradise By The Dashboard Light:
“I swore that I would love you till the end of time
So now I’m praying for the end of time
To hurry up and arrive
Cause if I gotta spend another minute with you I don’t think that I can really survive
Now I’m praying for the end of time
So I can end my time with you”
Nothing says love like saying you can’t survive another single minute with the object of your devotion.
And another little ditty, Two Out Of Three Ain’t Bad
“I want you
I need you
But there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
Now don’t be sad
Cause two out of three ain’t bad”
Wants, needs, no love. I believe nowadays the kids refer to this a Booty Call, or Friends with Benefits.
Then there’s the classic, I’d Do Anything For Love
“Anything for love
Oh, I would do anything for love
I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that
No, I won’t do that”
And it is likely we will all die never knowing what “that” is, but we can guess that things didn’t end well.
The fact is, Meatloaf (as Eddie) has professed a deep and abiding love for one thing I can think of. From Rocky Horror Picture Show…Columbia may have loved Eddie, but in return…
“Hot patootie, bless my soul, I really love that rock ‘n’ roll”
Meatloaf. Just a little food for thought…
Well, at least he had the good taste to love rock ‘n roll. He may have been lonely but I’m sure he was smiling all the way to the bank.
Rock ‘n’ Roll never gets old or goes out of style! And I love Meatloaf (despite being a vegetarian!)
I never realized these things about that spicy boy. His life is a self-fulfilling prophecy best said by his song entitled “Life Is A Lemon And I Want My Money Back”. There are no refunds, Meatloaf. No store credit either.
Poor Meatloaf. No love. No life. Was roasted and eaten in Rocky Horror. Sad.
You can ask him yourself….in Atlantic City March 12 at the Tropicana!
Wish I could go!!
At least he’s not running for president.
He might as well jump in. The circus could use a third ring.
It’s good to acknowledge this musical factoid
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