My new earworm is Joey by Concrete Blonde. It’s a brilliant song, with astonishing vocals from Johnette Napolitano.
It sits alongside other songs of mourning for lost friendships, lost loves (something Paul Kelly and Billy Bragg do well). That sense of hoping to reconnect with someone who has their own battles to fight is something of a thing for me (not that I’ve a lot of personal experience). The Whitlams did a great one in ‘Blow Up the Pokies‘.
Two of particular note are
Bruce Springsteen Bobby Jean
Maybe you’ll be out there on that road somewhere
In some bus or train traveling along
In some motel room there’ll be a radio playing
And you’ll hear me sing this song
Well, if you do, you’ll know I’m thinking of you
And all the miles in between
And I’m just calling you one last time
Not to change your mind, but just to say I miss you, baby
Good luck, goodbye, Bobby Jean
(you’ll be shocked to hear that Clarence Clemons crushes it on the sax solo)
and there’s always Pink, of course. In this case ‘Who Knew?’