This blog was inspired by Paul Williams, who selected the Beatles' Things We Said Today as the greatest work of art of the 20th century. He chose it not because it was the best song per se, but because of his emotional response to it.

He wrote: "Art exists not so much in the moment when it is created as in the moment when it is received."

This blog is about that moment, and my take on things I find awe-some. (I put an hyphen to rescue the word from overuse, and recover its root word, awe.)

Monday, April 19, 2010

The Kinks - "Waterloo Sunset" (1967)


I recently checked my favorite Twitter posts, and I realized that I posted substantially the same thing thrice: that Waterloo Sunset is the best song ever written. There's no apter way then to begin this blog than by writing about this song.

There's no easy way to tell why we like certain songs. But one recurring factor for the songs I like is the songwriter's attention to detail. And that exactly is what makes Waterloo Sunset special. It is about the mundane: lovers meet in Waterloo station, two people among many. It is about that moment we gaze outside our windows and notice beauty in simple serenity. This song is about the way we construct paradise and project it to the environment surrounding us. Consistent with this blog's theme, beauty is not what exists, but what we receive.

Waterloo Sunset resonates even more as I just revisited my favorite city in the world, New York, and discovered a close second in San Francisco. Many of us know that feeling that crashes as soon as we touch down back home, back in Manila. Then it hits us: our favorite cities are such because our relationships with them are merely fleeting, ephemeral. Then three days, four days pass. Soon, we fathom that traffic-laden Manila is our charming little Waterloo Sunset after all, offering a paradise we barely see in the rush of banality.

The Kinks - "Waterloo Sunset" (song)

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