Where do I begin? Where do I begin? I guess I could say that we have a complicated relationship, this song and I.
It behaves a little bit like a dear old friend that you are genuinely happy to see again.
Until this dear old friend stars acting out in bizarre ways; hopping and clapping and dancing in public, knocking over glasses and tables, raising disapproval from everyone around, making you wish you were somewhere else.
Or, at least, that you dear old friend could behave and not make you look like a fool when other people are around.
This is, really, an infectuous little number with a very distinct and easily retainable chorus. The recorded version has a typically early 80's freshness over it, and the prominent piano sound gives the whole package a very nice touch.
Mess - Sonntag (Austria 1982)
And then comes the live version. Where the piano is replaced with a horrid organ. Where the duo is almost frighteningly cheerful and upbeat. Where the dancing would knock down glasses and tables had there been any around.
You silently wish for the whole thing to end and you find yourself pinching your arm, desperately trying to remind yourself why you liked this friend in the first place.
Mess - Sonntag (Austria 1982)
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