Get Down by Gilbert O’Sullivan (MAM, 1973)

Gilbert O’ Sullivan is a crazy bastard.

First he changed his name to Gilbert O’Sullivan. Second he wrote hit songs about killing himself and professing his undying love to his niece. Then we have this: a song about telling his “dog” to get down, on the good foot, I presume. Or at least that’s what he wants us to think. He puts so many vague entendres in the song, we’re not sure if he’s talking to his dog or a woman he treats like a dog. His bitch, if you will. He calls the “dog”, baby which might be the first give away. Also he tells the “dog” to keep their hands to themselves. Haven’t yet met a canine with hands.

Then the bridge talks about how he gets all liquored up and feeling good drinking a little wine (Must have low tolerance), which turns him into a cat on hot tin roof. So now he’s an alcoholic Paul Newman? Did his best friend die? Did he kill his dog? What are you doing to this woman? By the way Gilbert loves spending time on top of buildings.

Basically it just devolves into another 70s song where Get Down does not have anything to do with disco (see also Dancing Shoes by Nigel Olsson) which culminates with ol Gil stating, “I don’t give a damn!”

Gilbert O’ Sullivan is a crazy bastard.

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