This song stinks. It’s annoying in the most jangly way possible. Try these lyrics: “‘Cause you’re in New York, but I’m not / You’re in Tokyo, but I’m not / You’re in Nova Scotia, but I’m not.” Then it takes him a few tries to stutter his way through the word impossible: “That’s imposs… That’s impossible—that’s im… poss… ” How many Top 40 songs were written by lyricists recovering from head wounds?
I looked up Translator—a band so culturally irrelevant as to not have a Wikipedia entry—and the only interesting things I could find about this song were a) AllMusicGuide’s squelching of the rumor that this single was written in response to John Lennon’s murder and b) this guy’s near-stalky pursuit of Translator’s denial that the Beatles were ever even in influence. So there you have it folks: the only thing worth knowing about this stupid song is that its only thing worth knowing is not true. Enjoy.
Best moment: right near the end, the singer stops singing and starts screaming (@ 3:45).