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...FATHER of Siggi, the narrator, is a policeman by the name of Jens Ole Jepsen. Jepsen honors duty above all things. "I don't ask what good it does a man to do his duty, nor whether it's good for him or not," he remarks. "Where would it get us all if every time we did something we asked ourselves what it was going to lead to?" Jepsen never asks. He turns in his son Klaas as a deserter with the same alacrity and sense of duty that he feels when he spanks naughty Siggi or rescues...
...commercial is really just a peculiar twist to Madison Avenue's increasingly tiresome obsession with nostalgia. Ole Bob, now 54, actually opens with his patented "Say, kids" routine, which is followed by a memory-jangling jingle, "It's Riunite time, it's Riunite wine . . ." Then Buffalo zeroes in on his old fans. "Yes, sir, this is your old buddy, Buffalo Bob. You know, you were little kids when you watched me on television, and all you were allowed to drink back then was milk. But now you're old enough to enjoy a little wine, right...
...gets the guffaws he seeks. And not just in the South, either. Wallace fancies himself a national candidate with appeal to the population in many Northern states, like Indiana and Wisconsin. His youthful, photogenic wife Cornelia has even given his candidacy a patina of glamour. Nothing fancy 'bout ole George, though. With no special strategy or schedule, he buzzes about in a small aircraft, lighting down wherever the campaign pickings seem to be good...
...illusions about what he is up to: "Sex plus whiff of illegality . . . dirty ole man luring child into disused plate-layer's hut and plying her with wine-gums and dandelion-and-burdock to induce her to remove knickers and slake his vile lusts." Wife Kitty always knows when Sir Roy is off and rutting because each new affair is signaled by his stockpiling new undershorts...
Simon's lyrics express a mixture of urban and exurban complaints: carbon monoxide ("the ole Detroit perfume"), thin motel walls ("Couple in the next room/Bound to win a prize"), everybody's Congressman ("He's avoiding me"). Simon has always been a fine rock guitarist-indeed, his guitar was usually all the accompaniment S & G had at their concerts-but the new LP is filled with the unexpected lights and shadows of a newly refined classical technique. The best thing in the album, though, is a number that Simon just sings, leaving the accompaniment to others...