I never knew any wood nymphs. The only green women I ever saw came to that condition through overindulgence in something or other. One of them even persuaded me to hold her hair back while she was vomiting into the toilet, a duty I reluctantly performed because I was still trying to make a favourable impression. The urge wore off eventually.
Wednesday, 16 September 2015
Gaucheness and Green Women.
This is a bit of an oddity for a Faun track. The melody in the refrain is quite compellingly catchy, if a little commercial, and the rhythm line has a strong, driving beat that makes you wish you were still twenty five and had a wood nymph in thrall to your undoubted skills on the dance floor. And yet the verses are strangely inept.