I thought you were wild. caught you returning, from the house you caught fire. But I knew that I was your favorite… And I said Amen~ Neko Case
It does not fail to dawn on me how amusing it might seem that one of my favorite songs is actually called “Favorite” but I sort of dig it.
Neko says this is the first song she ever wrote. It is very simple in it’s chord progression, and is probably one of the only songs I can play with complete confidence on the guitar. Like many of her songs, there is a haunting and ineffable danger implied in every line. She skirts the edges of risk and convention when she describes the object of her love. They are crashing their cars, and taking strange drugs, and setting things alight. Something or someone often dies…
This song has deep resonance for me. I assign great significance to certain silly things, and this was the first song I sang to my last great love. And though he never set anything on fire (at least not that I caught him at) there are things that she says that are so very true of us it seems the strangest synchronicity I would have chosen that song to sing to him when I did not know him at all.
I adore Neko Case, and there are a multitude of songs of hers that move me, delight me, and are an utter joy to sing, but in this instance, it’s easy to pick which is my favorite.
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