2007 : 32 "Don't Make Me a Target" by Spoon

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This track is deceptively simple. I went through a few different ideas for a write-up on this one, but nothing seemed to work. More than once, I've written about some songs here sounding like inspired jam sessions, and this one is no different. A little research on Wikipedia proved my hypothesis correct, as it states that Britt Daniel and company went through quite a few trials on this track, attempting to find the best sound. The bass line is blunt, and the lyrics work almost like a protest song against an ambivalent but worrisome opponent. The final two lines offer what sound like some awesome novel titles: Clubs and sticks and bats and balls For nuclear dicks with the dialect drawls They come from a parking lot town Where nothing lives in the sun —Jamie Yates Listen: Spoon >> "Don't Make Me A Target"