Astrochuck, our Beatle maven, is absolutely right about the whole Sgt. Pepper album. Not long after it came out, a popular “thing” was to listen to the album, preferably on acid (not me) or just being stoned (me) and concentrate (as best one could) and try to “hear the heartbeat”. Some of the specifics in each song escape me but the theory was that there is what I suppose a constant bass line that continued throughout the album that resonated in tandem with someone’s heart rate.
I am pretty sure I found it, but I don’t think I could find it again. I have a Pacemaker now and I suppose I could set it to beat concurrently with the songs,,,,,,,,,,,,,
The music in the late 60’s, if not concerned with love and teenage angst, was probably drug-related. Hell, one could even read a drug scenario into something as mind-numbing as “Sugar, Sugar”, by the studio band, The Archies.
Think about what a Lovin’ Spoonful was, or a Rainy Day Woman or Crystal Blue Persuasion, Sly Stone at Woodstock, Mr.Tambourine Man, Stoned Soul Picnic and Sweet Blindness by the West Bronx Nightingale – Laura Nyro, I could keep going but won’t.
Many colleges at the time introduced courses in either Music or Literature departments devoted to evaluation of rock lyrics as poetry: Dylan, Lennon-McCartney, Arthur Lee, and others and professors would compare these “poets” to Baudelaire, Rilke and many others. Being an accountant I didn’t take any of these courses.
American musical history is replete with songs with opaque and symbolic lyrics. Think about “Jimmy Crack Corn” and other treasures from the minstrel era.
SRM