This happens to me. I understand a song differently since I've grown. I listen to Nelly's "Country Grammar" album differently now than when I listened to it 15 years ago—or however long ago that was, almost 20 years ago maybe even. I'm more mature. I understand things now that I didn't then. That Nelly album was his best work in my opinion,—analysing it now, studying it as an artist—before he went mainstream,—to cater to that, the mainstream, "selling-out"—like Jay-Z's "Reasonable Doubt" and 50 Cent's "Power of the Dollar," Nelly's "Country Grammar."
I listen to that Bob Marley album, "Legend." The first time I heard that album was only about 5 years ago, in my first apartment I had on my own. But the songs from that album I've heard all my life. One song specifically I've always liked, "No Woman No Cry."
Now, I am a bit ditzy, I admit. I like to pretend I'm smart, but I am a touch ditzy. And I never listen too deeply to song lyrics. I listen to music for music—the melody, the harmony of it all. So I always thought Bob was saying, no woman equals no crying. So, if you have no woman, you won't cry. And Sublime's re-make I've listened to maybe more than Bob's original. But just 2 weeks ago maybe it was I listened to Bob's version again. And I really listened. And he is telling the girl, don't cry.
And he is singing about when he was poor, in the government yard in Trenton. And I understood everything, walking the beach in Portugal myself, barely an euro to my name. I was letting the water hit my feet, then walking a bit in the sand to let them dry then exfoliate, then letting the water hit them again, and etc., nursing them, my feet, because they hurt so much from walking. "My feet are my only carriage." And I had tears in my eyes. "Don't cry, girl." I was right there with Bob—and still am. I could have sung that song myself.
And I thought he always said, oatmeal porridge. But he says cornmeal porridge. So now I cook cornmeal porridge.
I made a little hobo-stove from cardboard, candle wax, and a tuna can. It works very nicely to cook the cornmeal. It saves me from having to start an entire fire twice a day. I just light the cardboard like a candle and I have a little stove I can blow-out once finished. But I will make my next little hobo-stove in a bean can, I think, because a bean can is bigger and it will last longer than having to make little tuna-can-stoves a couple times a week.