It somehow gained a mythic power to its reputation as a loser.
I believe this is a reference to a college football team that never won a game. "They call Alabama the Crimson Tide, Call me Deacon Blues" But he will be a loser who had the courage to be himself, to declare his name against all odds. He knows he is second rate, he will never be a great musician, one of the winners.
"They got a name for the winners in the world And then dies young, a victim of the ultimate self-destructiveness that was part of his or her vast creative engine. A hero of music, who plays or sings with with immortal power. He is caught in the morbid/ romantic imagery of a Charlie Parker, a Billie Holiday, a Jimi Hendrix, a Janis Joplin.
"I'll learn to work the saxophone, and I'll play just what I feelĭrink Scotch whiskey all night long, And die behind the wheel" He has tried before and was unsuccessful. And what is "making it", other than successfully crossing over "that fine line". He has to do it, and he knows he will make it. I'll make it this time, I'm ready to cross that fine line" "So useless to ask me why, Throw a kiss and say goodbye He has "bought his dream" with his boldness to step away from his boring, responsible life and take the big chance to be a musician and live the lush life. His fantasy has turned into his new reality. This one's for real, I already bought the dream" "You call me a fool, You say it's a crazy scheme, It was all romance and fantasy, he perceived the world he lusted after as a "wild gamble", not within the realm of anything really possible. He recalls the days when he could only "gaze through the glass", and dream of making the changes he has just decided to make. "It seems like only yesterday, I gazed through the glass,Īt ramblers, wild gamblers, That's all in the past" Maybe some guilt or remorse or fear is still haunting him. Those are the "old" relationships and routines that are still fresh in his mind. He has stepped "out of the light" of his former life, but he can still look back and see his shadow. "That shape is my shade, There where I used to stand" Our hero is changing so fast that his former lifestyle cannot contain him any longer. Visualize The Hulk or some other comic strip character, expanding so much that he bursts out of his clothing, as a completely new being. After 30 years of listening to this song, I think I have it finally: Some of you may find this a little over the top, but I have to do it. They got a name for the winners in the world
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