There's something so eerie about this song, even though she's just singing about a normal day. I have a vague memory of hearing this as a child and thinking it was a bit creepy, it might be a false memory though but I don't think it is because I heard this again a few years ago and recognized it, then I heard it again a few months ago and I was just so captivated. This song doesn't even need music, it still has a rhythm and it takes a lot of talent to make acapella this interesting. I can just see everything happening and it feels like I'm inside her thoughts or something...
What's amazing to me is how this so perfectly captures that area of the city, and it singles out Tom's Restaurant brilliantly cause it's the worst service I've ever had and they literally only survive on their fame from this song and from Seinfeld. Terrible service, food barely acceptable.
I was in NY, early 90s, visiting a girl there I was in love with. We both liked this song, and she pointed out the cafe where the song was written, because she actually lived one block west of there. I remember us both realizing, when we heard the bells from the church a few blocks away, that those were the bells she had heard. Late that night, we were both on the roof of her apartment, beautiful summer evening. I convinced her to let me kiss her just once. We did. It was the first, and the last. We never dated, she ultimately wasn't interested in me. But I have to tell you that line about meeting you after midnight, hearing the bells of the cathedral, and thinking of your voice... I mean come on, that actually happened to me. A long time ago, on a roof in NY, the city held its breath, for just a moment.
The best version of this song. Someone feeling somewhat isolated from the world while thinking about fond memories. Life just moves on and you have to stay with it. Amazing.
This is a normal day, but the way she draws attention to these little incidents that cause mild, awkward discomfort in our regular interactions is really incredible. The lady on the other side of the window, the intimacy of another couple, the sense of another person watching us, the effort to not notice what we notice (like the woman messing with her skirt/stockings), and so on. Really brilliant. How we handle these awkward situations will make a big difference in our lives. Now I'm going to try to pay more attention to these in my life and think about how to handle them better.
Is it strange that I can still "sing" along after 35 years? I must have listened to that album countless times back in 1987. Love(d) it. Every single song.