March 12 - Raid on Entebbe

There's a strange moment at this start of this song where for just a moment I hear a very familiar guitar part, only... it's not familiar yet. It's inevitable for a songwriter who has written (as can be seen in this project) 366 songs, but for just a few bars I heard Amy, AKA Spent Gladiator. She won't be back for quite a while, which made this a bit like seeing a childhood photo of a friend you didn't meet until their thirties.

Anyway, this actual song rather than my brainfarts: I enjoyed the frantic energy of this, with the lyrical content and urgent staccato strumming adding up to a feeling of change happening now whether someone wants it to or not. There is a wonderful and honestly quite scary combination of the immediately domestic and the fear of a collapsing world, and that's a deeply fruitful narrative tension. It's also very much a young man's song, about someone coming back to a family home, not a marital home. But if war is coming in then that makes it less likely that the young survive.

Wow, what a cheerful note to end this on.