...dammit, I am a Sting fan. I have extenuating circumstances, though: I think he's great.
Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do
Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two
Even though I'm not a lyrics person (well, I actually can't hear lyrics most of the time), I like what he writes. Which means, I like the music he writes, then I realise after a while that I like his lyrics as well.
If I wasn't, well, male, I'd want to have his children. There, I've said it.
Seven Days, incidentally, I believe to be a classic pop song - and that's no rare feat given that it's in 5:4 time. (I have a fond memory of Wynton Marsalis - and dammit, spellchecker, these words are real and important - having everyone clap along to 7:4 time, which I will share some other time.) The chorus goes
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
If I make up my mind
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
Friday's give me time, Saturday could wait
But Sunday'd be too late
Somehow, that feels to me to be a classical chorus, like I've heard a bunch of them before, and they were somehow good.
Incidentally, I see reviews that make a difference between his new stuff, that people don't like, and the old stuff, that people do like, and is proof that he's past it, because he can't do stuff like that any more. It's particularly funny when they include "Fields Of Gold" in the "old stuff" category, which is (now) 8 years old, which is two albums worth, or, in other words, nothing, given that Roxanne is from 1979.
Incidentally, if you like Paul Simon, but didn't like Songs from The Capeman, You're The One is worth listening to.
Must play more Civilisation III now...