McCartney as sadist
A conversation with my mother last night reminded me of a peculiar mishearing of 'When I'm Sixty-Four' which as an adolescent I had perpetrated longwhiles. McCartney sings:
Every summer we can rent a cottage
in the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear.
We shall scrimp and save. . .
grandchildren on your knee:
Vera, Chuck, and Dave.
One part of me would hear the fourth line as a command:
"Grandchildren, on your knees!"
Quite what this suggested to me is unclear, but it certainly must have had penal / sadistic / ritualistic connotations. The fact that the line is sung so sweetly even increases its sinister aspect, implying a grimly calm and jovial act of violence amid gentle visions of retirement. The rest I leave to the reader's imagination.
Every summer we can rent a cottage
in the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear.
We shall scrimp and save. . .
grandchildren on your knee:
Vera, Chuck, and Dave.
One part of me would hear the fourth line as a command:
"Grandchildren, on your knees!"
Quite what this suggested to me is unclear, but it certainly must have had penal / sadistic / ritualistic connotations. The fact that the line is sung so sweetly even increases its sinister aspect, implying a grimly calm and jovial act of violence amid gentle visions of retirement. The rest I leave to the reader's imagination.
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