Paul McCartney famously said that he woke up one morning with the complete melody of “Yesterday” in his head. He immediately wrote down some words to hook the melody in his mind, at which point the song was called “Scrambled Eggs.” (“Scrambled eggs…Oh where are my scrambled eggs…”). Then he spent a couple of days wracking his brain, trying to figure out where his brain had nicked the melody.
Eventually, of course, he satisfied himself that the melody was both original and worthy of a new set of words. The final result became one of the most played records and most covered songs of the twentieth century, a record I liked very much in my folk-oriented youth, a little less as the years went by, and always thought sounded just abstract enough to have been about anything, including scrambled eggs.
It took Smokey Robinson, on a DVD set of the Ed Sullivan Show which I acquired decades later, to make it hurt.
And, though it has evidently been on YouTube for several years, it took me until today to find it.
Oh, what a world we might have had….