Smiths unquestionably the uber-BOS, but a very big BOS to TT-D'A. "Wishing Well" is a huge Sledgehammer/Zietgeist tune, and one of those things that one imagines was *this close* to becoming a Penthouse letter.
I don't see the Penthouse (Forum) connection. I looked at the lyrics, but they're a little abstract for that sort of venue.
Not a lyrical, only an anecdotal connection:
Back in 1988 I was living with my brother Chris in SD, and holding down part-time jobs as a limo driver and selling suits at the JC Penney in Fashion Valley Mall, one of the more upscale JCP’s in the country. There was a gal named Donna who was centerfold material (before the advent of ubiquitous breast-implants, mind you), and she had the job of dressing all the mannequins and displays in the store, which brought her into my dept quite often. She had married her HS sweetheart who was in the Navy, but that didn’t stop us from becoming pretty good friends and keeping up a low-level flirtation.
At this particular time there was a stretch of several weeks where my limo company was hired by one of the local radio stations (91X), to be part of their promotion at a local nightspot that had dinner & dancing. Every Tuesday it was Ladies Night, and they were having a best T-Shirt dance contest (not wet T-shirt, but only just barely less provocative), and the evening’s winner got a free 90 min limo ride with yours truly.
So imagine my surprise when one night Donna shows up at the Best T-shirt dance contest & comes in 2nd (but with her husband in attendance).
Then…one day shortly after, Donna walked up to me and told me straight out, appropo nothing, that she had had a dream about me the night before. I was quite literally at a loss for words. Then she proceeds to tell me that even though she came in second previously, she’s been invited back by the bar to participate in their grand finale, in which the Grand Prize is a week for two in Hawaii. And THEN she proceeds to tell me that her husband is at sea, and would I *please* come with her the next night to lend her moral support (I
SWEAR she used those words!). She said she didn’t think she could do it if I wasn’t there.
And so there I was, the only member of her rooting section as she performed to “Wishing Well”…and she kept her eyes on me the whole time…and of course she won the contest & trip to Hawaii…and of course she went with her husband…and he thanked me profusely…and all I got was a peck on the cheek.
