While it's not really in fashion anymore, bibliomancy used to be the thing when you were stumped for an answer to a question - just pick up a sacred book, open it (eyes closed) and put your finger where you like and open your eyes and read your answer (and then decipher it, of course). If there was a book of Elvis lyrics (certainly would qualify as a sacred tome to some), what would you make of this?
"I've never kissed a bear
I've never kissed a goon
But I can shake a chicken
In the middle of the room"
Sung with utterly amazing oomph and conviction by Elvis and the Jordanaires, "Party" is eighty-six seconds of get-up-and-go IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII'M COMING UP SO LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARRRRTTED energy which makes having a party sound like the ideal way of living; and when you run out of something, you just go to the store and get some more. What philosopher could argue with these words?
"Some people like to rock
Some people like to roll
But movin' and a groovin'
Gonna satisfy my soul"
None, if they're smart about it. (If anything, those lyrics remind me of the immortal US tv ad for Almond Joy/Mounds candy bars - "Sometimes you feel like a nut/Sometimes, you don't.") As we round the corner ('57 is almost done) rock 'n' roll is most definitely here to stay, shaking chickens and grooving and maybe stopping to eat the hot bread and meat in the kitchen before too long. Satisfying indeed.
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