Sunday, September 02, 2007


I mentioned Sebastian by Cockney Rebel in a post a few days ago, and had to go and listen to it again. This is a You Tube version which chops two minutes off at the end.

It's an extraordinary song. The lyrics are utterly meaningless:

Radiate simply, the candle is burning so low for me
Generate me limply, I can't seem to place your name, cherie
To rearrange all these thoughts in a moment is suicide
Come to a strange place, we'll talk over old times we never spied

Somebody called me Sebastian
Somebody called me Sebastian
Work out a rhyme, toss me the time, lay me, you're mine
And we all know, oh yeah!

Your Persian eye sparkle; your lips, ruby blue never speak a sound
You, oh so gay, with Parisian demands, you can run-around
Your view of society screws up my mind like you'll never know
Lead me away, come inside, see my mind in kaleidoscope

Somebody called me Sebastian
Somebody called me Sebastian
Mangle my mind, love me sublime, do it in style,
So we all know, oh yeah!

You're not gonna run, babe, we only just begun, babe, to compromise
Slagged in a Bowery saloon, love's a story to serialise
Pale angel face; green eye-shadow, the glitter is outasite
No courtesan could begin to decipher your beam of light

Somebody called me Sebastian
Somebody called me Sebastian
Dance on my heart, laugh,
swoop and dart, la-di-di-da
Now we all know, oh yeah!

And yet there's something completely entrancing about it. That refrain - "Somebody called me Sebastian" - is haunting. It makes you think there is a real story behind all that artifice, and wouldn't it be fascinating to know what it was?

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