Perfect Song
I’ve often joked to my friends that every song should have, A, a breakdown
and B, a sing along chorus. However, when one hears a song that one thinks
is perfect, it is clear that the formula to achieve such perfection is
a bit more complex than the two aforementioned items. Still, despite such
complexity, it is quite frequently that I hear a song that I would dub as
perfect.
Before I delve too deeply into this subject in general, I suppose I should
discuss the factors that lead me to write about perfect songs. This weekend
I’ve been listening to a bunch of music, and two songs, Stretch Armstrong’s
‘For The Record’ and The Buzzcock’s ‘What Do I Get?’ both struck me as
being absolutely perfect songs. So, I’ll use these two tunes as a basis for
the remainder of my discussion. In any case, I strongly urge you to listen
to both songs.
So what makes a perfect song? Well, I’d say a sing-a-long chorus, but it
goes deeper than that. I mean, I could certainly think of jazz, classical, or
other instrumental pieces that could be considered perfect. The key is that
the song should have a hook. It doesn’t matter if the hook is a sing-along-chorus,
a little guitar riff, or a couple of bars of sampled noise. There just needs
to be a short snippet of the song that abstracts the entire rest of the song.
It can either summarize the raw, most basic essence of the song’s meaning
or provide the center for which all the themes of the song resonate and
contrast with. This feature is one shared by both of my above examples.
First, the Stretch track has the chorus “We were more than just a tour date,
you were more than just a song. We sang and sweat together and helped to
carry on”. The second song, of course, has the anguished query, “What do I
get?” This is why pop music is, well, popular. This is the essence of musical
theatre. Both of these genres are crazily adept at creating these little pop
hooks. Think of the number of times you’ve heard a song that just gets stuck
in one’s head. That’s the hook! But we’ve all had Backstreet Boys or ‘NSuck
tunes stuck in our heads. Does that make them perfect songs? Of course not
which brings me to my second component of a perfect song.
A perfect song should capture something basic about the human condition in
general, and my life in particular. It helps if this idea is purveyed as part
of the hook. It must present this idea in a way that shows the songwriter
really feels, or at least has thought long and hard about the subject matter
of the song. Furthermore, the clever binding of the essence of the song’s
meaning to the hook forces the listener to evaluate the subject matter in the
context of their own existence rather than just from the artist’s perspective.
The Stretch song is about hardcore shows. Now this has a great deal of
importance to me because going to DIY punk and hardcore shows is one of the
five most important experiences that has shaped me into the person I am today.
Universally though, the song expresses one of the hidden values of music
in general. Music isn’t just a garble of notes. Music is a gift, a bond,
between people. It is a revelation, its feeling comfortable and confident
amongst people to bare your soul, to strip down naked and run through the
streets or quietly embrace the one you love. Furthermore, it creates a
certain bond, not just between the artist and the listener but between
listener and listener. It makes sense. Experiencing such honesty and
openness, such a calculated exhibition of the human spirit breaks down
the barriers that people usually build up between each other. The simple line
“We were more than just a tour date, you were more than just a song. We sang
and sweat together and helped to carry on”, captures all of this.
Similarly, the Buzzcock’s song could be the single best punk rock anthem of
all time. “What Do I Get?” presents a question that is representative of
the true spirit of punk rock: not an unabating, nihilistic anger, but a
disillusioned frustration. The song doesn’t just tell of the anguish of
non-existent or disappointing love, but of being cheated by the world at
large. This frustration is particularly pointed to those of us in the
midst of our youth. We have been bombarded, in our short existences, with
notions of true love, of success, of happiness. We value these things, we
yearn for these things, but too often, we find that they escape us or are
replaced by cheap substitutes. We are left to throw up our hands, knowing
our impotence but also knowing that we won’t submit. All we can do is smile
and in a half-snarl ask “what do I get?”
Well, I thought that there were more components to the perfect song, but
now that I think of it, its just the two: the hook and the honest commentary
on human existence. I’ve spent enough time analyzing why I like what I like.
Now I’m going to go listen to some records and for at least two minutes and
fifty-five seconds, feel that all is right with the world.