September 2008

The idea behind Origins of a Song is to take a fictitious look at a scenario that may or may not have led to the birth of a select few of the most memorable of songs. This time, we’ll take a crack at Suzanne Vega’s addictive sing along, Luka.

Around 5:30 on Friday evening, a visibly tired and frazzled, yet strikingly beautiful woman rambles into Finnerty’s Irish Pub. She drops her bags as though they weighed 75 pounds apiece and bellies up alone to the dark mahogany bar. As she let’s out a sigh that clearly carried the weight of a better part of a week, the bartender approaches. He’s not Irish, but emanates that neighborhood barkeep good guy vibe. He knows just about everyone in the room and carries himself in such a way that it’s obvious he likes being nice to strangers.

“Hey there lovely, you look like you could use a stiff one,” he introduces.

“You honestly have no idea. Lemme get a Bud Light and a shot of Patron,” the woman returns.

“Atta girl! No sense wasting any time. Mind if I join you for a shot; when in Rome, right? Hey you know something? You look sort of familiar. You from around here?” the bartender blabs as he chills the tequila, pours out a pair of shots, and passes a shot and a beer to his guest.

READ ON for more of the story behind the girl on the second floor…

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