Sometimes I listen to "Hey Jude" on repeat, I'm not sure what this says about me, except that I like the song and that I have a high tolerance to musical repetition. There is something comforting to me about playing a good song on repeat, something stable and familiar.
Like every good American I like The Beatles. ;) I mean, "Yellow Submarine" and "I Am The Walrus" really are not top picks for me, but when I was seven my tastes accepted them thoroughly. Now, at 21, I'd have to say my favorite Beatles song is "Hey Jude" (hence, why it's on repeat often).
I've always been partial to the sound of "Hey Jude." There's something about the easy beginning and soft piano cords that make me feel reflective -- in a good way. But the part that really gets me is the lyrics. As a words person I'm a sucker for lyrics, sometimes to an idealistic fault, and "Hey Jude" is up there on the lyrics chart.
I haven't quite figured the song out, but that partially leads to its allure. I take it as a guy, Jude if you will, who is afraid to be with a girl, afraid to let someone in. His friend, the singer, is giving him advice, "Hey Jude don't be afraid, you were made to go out and get her," (my favorite line). Then, the more confusing part, "Take a sad song and make it better." I guess I just interpret this as advice for Jude to make the situation better. Poor Jude ... and I have no idea why I've put so much thought into Jude's life right now instead of doing my homework.
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