Friday, April 12, 2013


On his album
“Kisses on the Bottom”
Paul McCartney
takes a casual stroll
down Tin Pan Alley.

Classic songbook fare,
the core of countless jazz albums,
McCartney’s stab at the nostalgia market,
framed as a Valentine’s Day gift
to his new wife, Nancy.

A late career roll,
this slow dance with the misty past.
A let-down.
These songs are meant to swing;
McCartney lets them plod.

Sometimes you need to know when to quit.

© 2012 Catherine Giordano

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