Suddenly, I understand

It’s very odd — last night, I stumbled across a CD of mine that the song Baker Street. Not the original version by Gerry Rafferty (Baker Street is from his 1978 album, City to City), the one with the killer sax riff by Raphael Ravenscroft, but a 1992 cover that stayed mostly true to the original, modifying it only slightly by palying it with a more “house music” rhythm (I hear the Foo Fighters have covered Baker Street, but I’ve never heard their version). While listening to it, two things came to mind:

• If given the jazz treatment, this could be one killer solo piano number. I’ll have to try it on Mom’s Steinway next Sunday family dinner.
• I think I truly understand the lyrics now.

(By the way, Accordion City is not quite like the city in the lyrics; as events like yesterday’s Kensington Market Festival go to show, it’s got quite a bit of soul.)