You know how some songs fly by while others stretch time to twice their length? Anna May’s latest single, “The Show,” falls into the former camp. It’s a near-eight minute Dylanesque ramble set to a chugging rhythm, just a singer, her song and an acoustic guitar played by Vince Thompson. To take one of her lines out of context, “It’s just another metaphor for life.”
The subject is one many music artists and fans can and will identify with: navigating the confines of a concert, from the lengthy bathroom lines to the many faces staring at the stage. “We don’t speak in words just in apathetic smiles,” she notes after spying a proverbial blonde in the bleachers who, and she’s projecting here, thinks she knows something about her. Ain’t it always the way? A glance, a song lyric, maybe a between-song comment spurs a subset of someones to believe that they’re best friends (or more) with a performer.
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