Tuesday 4 March 2008

Jealousy



Jealousy.
Surely the nastiest and more purely evil of all the seven deadly sins.

It hurts us, it tears us apart.

It perverts, it twists, it turns a beautiful sentiment into something dark, destructive, evil.

And we are all guilty of it.

The only cover version, better than the original. And for a Lennon track, that's almost undoable. But it was.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Jealousy is a horrible thing. Born of insecurity and lack of self esteem. Particularly nasty in a relationship but on the other hand it can be a good motivator to achieve things materialistically, artistically or whatever.

So it has an evolutionary function. I suppose its purpose was to secure a mate.

Anonymous said...

There are different kinds of jealousy I think not all about partners.

Anonymous said...

I did not know this song before. How ignorant is that?

Yes we are all guilty of it at times. I wonder why we are one time and not another.

Anonymous said...

E-K- It's still a dirty feeling though.
You know how there are emotions, which when you realise that you had felt them, they fel dirty, it makes you fel unclean inside, because you are thoroughly ashamed of.

Now I guess with the seven deadly sins, that's you know you are part way to getting free, whether you actually do feel as if they soil you.

Those they don't, you need to work on.

Jealousy, Gluttony and Avarice are the ones that make me feel like these to date. I loathe them.

Pride, Wrath, Sloth and Lechery, I'm working on.

Mutley- I, agree. There's always some helpful mate to ruin your pulling chances by a deliberate faux pas. And work- jeesus cher-IST, do people get jealous about these targets!

jmb- Ah well, this is actually the first song I know.
When JL was shot, I was three years old, with a mother in mourning for him. She would play the Roxy Music version almost every day, with her old Beatles vinyls.

I radically moved away from the Beatles as a teenager, mainly in protest against my Mum, but came back to JL in a big way in my twenties.