And people who do know music will tell you that a song needs a good melody to be memorable and catchy. Being a wordy nerdy kind of guy, I insist that a song has good lyrics, too, to be good for me. Even if the title of the song is "Papa Oom Mow Mow" or "Sh-Boom," the lyrics have to mean something to me.
We've all been in love, some of us even with other people, and we can only imagine what it must feel like to attend the wedding of your former inamorata as she marries your (former) friend. That one's got to hurt; I'm not going to lie to you. And it had to be worse back in the day when the custom was to throw rice at the happy couple so that they emerged from the church in a hail of Uncle Ben's finest. I think that was so that the couple would not start their marriage without any food. I know that I got some rather odd looks when I would throw chicken fried rice at weddings, as I recall.
But the music, that's what we were talking about. Eddy Arnold, one of the first old-style country singers to put on a tuxedo and go for the "countrypolitan" sound, wrote and sang a #1 tune called "I'm Throwing Rice (At The Girl That I Love)" in 1949.
I'm throwing rice at the girl that I loveAfter she just said, "I do"I'm throwing rice with a smile on my lipsBut my heart is breaking in twoShe was my gal and he was my palBut she loved him better somehowI stepped aside after I kissed the brideAnd I'm throwing rice at her nowI'm throwing rice at the girl that I loveAfter she just said, "I do"I'm throwing rice with a smile on my lipsBut my heart is breaking in twoShe was my gal and he was my palBut she loved him better somehowI stepped aside after I kissed the brideAnd I'm throwing rice at her now
I believe that if you click on both versions and compare and contrast, you'll hear two fine interpretations of the same sad experience. It gets me when JLL says, "Jerry Lee's heart is br-br-br-breaking in two."
I'm glad that no one ever dumped me and then invited me to her wedding. I might have thrown a fit, instead of rice.