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From the It Was Only A Matter of Time Desk comes a report that a book collecting Sting’s song lyrics will be released this fall, entitled (simply enough) Lyrics by Sting. “Over time, the meaning of a song can continue to reveal itself,” his lordship says in a press release.
Nothing against Sting’s body of work, seriously, but I think we’ve pretty much absorbed everything there is to be mined from grandiose lyrics like those to “Synchronicity” (parts one and two) or “Russians” or “Love is the Seventh Wave” or “Let Your Soul Be Your Pilot” or … you get the idea.
“In putting this book together,” his Stingness continues, ”I have relished the opportunity to revisit my songs, the times in which they were written and pay tribute to those with whom I’ve shared my creative life.” (You’d think a former teacher wouldn’t write, much less disseminate, such a poorly constructed sentence.)
I can see it now: “Andy Summers is a great guy. I’m forever indebted to him for playing that haunting guitar figure for ‘Every Breath You Take,’ the royalties from which allowed me to build my own Scrooge McDuck money bin so that I could swim in my countless riches while my former bandmates toiled in relative obscurity.”
But seriously, folks, if Sting wants to reprint a few lyric sheets and make a little more green, more power to him. Heck, given his recent foray into centuries-old lute songs, I suppose we’re lucky not to be anticipating a tome of verse written entirely in iambic pentameter.