The really in love couples at the bar always get up and slow dance to Angel From Montgomery. It’s a truth-revealing song.
I put a Prine mix on the stereo yesterday afternoon and let it roll for a few hours. His lyrics are undeniable amazing. From whimsical to cereberal to down right shockingly filthy. He had an increible way of making words tell stories in unexpected ways.Over the years, I've often pondered the choice of the word "Montgomery". If you sit down to write a lyric, that's like the worst possible city name to use in that chorus. It has an awkward number of syllables and meter. If logic prevailed, it should have been discarded immediately for another city name. Yet you listen to the song and that word is undeniably magic and transcendent. Like much of Prine's work, it's an unqualified triumph of the human spirit.