“Game of Pricks” by Guided by Voices
The great part about “Game of Pricks” is you can listen to it in a number of situations & they somehow become more important. Lazing in the park & eating baguettes on a Saturday afternoon. When it’s hot even late at night & you make out on a porch & the neighbors don’t mind. During fireworks or walking your dog or when your best friend comes up the escalator at the El station having just landed at O’Hare.
You don’t listen to Guided By Voices (& I think especially “Game of Pricks”) without embracing some level of sentimentality—of the song, of the moment doing whatever you’re doing. Don’t overthink it; it’s summer. Robert Pollard would want you to drink a beer, fall in love, climb up a house, fall out of love, fall off the roof, & then do it all over again.
Liz Chereskin is the author of the chapbook come with me to Des Moines (H_NG_MN, 2013). Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming from Whiskey Island, Ilk, Parcel, Yemassee and elsewhere. She lives in Chicago where she assistant edits Coconut Poetry and co-Xeroxes the zine Rat of the Month.
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