Inspiration Behind Sedona:
This Indiana band wrote Sedona while navigating their own journey in the music industry. Sedona serves a dual purpose as a tribute to this Arizona desert town and metaphor for a fading dream. As someone who spent a week in Sedona on vacation, it’s like trying to explain to friends and family scenic pictures that you took but words don’t do certain sites justice.
Biblical Application:
Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the Lord, who has compassion on you, Isaiah 54:10.
Exegesis of Sedona:
The red sandstone, it fell
Right smack on top of Sedona Arabelle
When John Ford said, “Won’t you hop on in?”
And the Stagecoach baby gonna take you for a spin
Oh, woah, woah, woah
The typography of Sedona. Possibly referring to a display, ghost town road side attraction.
Well, hey, Little Hollywood
You’re gone, but you’re not forgot
You got the cash, but your credit’s no good
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
And I remember, I remember when the neon
Used to burn so bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink
The band had big dreams but never made it as far as they hoped. Pointing out that Hollywood has lost its mystique as the bright lights have dimmed over the years.
Well, the blacklist and its hosts
He came down so swift
And you drove him to the coast
We’re going California, but we’re all outta work
I guess that’s better than a grave and a hearse
Oh, woah, woah, woah
Hey, Little Hollywood
A brief summary of their rise and fall of the bands dreams of making it big.
You’re gone, but you’re not forgot
You got the cash, but your credit’s no good
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
And I remember, I remember when the neon
Used to burn so bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink
A sad chorus of how the rich and famous can abruptly fall back down to earth when fame fades away.
Now the devil’s in a rush
Trying to get back on top.
And his duct tape makes you hush
Well, hey there, Sedona, let me cut you a deal
I’m a little hungover and I may have to steal your soul
Oh, oh
Trapped and muted. The things people do for success, turning to alcohol to numb their pain.
Well, hey, Little Hollywood
You’re gone, but you’re not forgot
You got the cash, but your credit’s no good
You flipped the script and you shot the plot
And I remember, I remember when the neon
Used to burn so bright and pink
So bright and pink
A Saturday night kind of pink
Ending with a chorus about the sad reality of when success slips through the fingers of an up-and-coming band.
Final Thoughts:
While attempting to play professional golf in 1995, I had a few rounds that gave me hope that I could compete at the professional level. I was able to hang in there early, but when my short game left me midway through my first round of Q-School, everything else fell apart. This failure in life prepared me for my next phase in life, marriage. There have been numerous ups and downs since, but this is where perseverance is necessary to bounce back quickly.
by Jay Mankus
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