{"id":351,"date":"2025-05-01T17:05:00","date_gmt":"2025-05-01T12:05:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/?p=127"},"modified":"2026-01-22T21:31:56","modified_gmt":"2026-01-22T21:31:56","slug":"what-ever-happened-to-that-guy-who-robbed-the-liquor-store-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/2025\/05\/01\/what-ever-happened-to-that-guy-who-robbed-the-liquor-store-2\/","title":{"rendered":"What ever happened to that guy who robbed the liquor store?"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\r\n<figure class=\"aligncenter is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-129 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/05\/download.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"168\" \/><\/figure>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>We often tell audiences that a particular tune we perform, \u201cWednesday Morning, 3 a.m.\u201d, contains perhaps the most unlikely Paul Simon lyric ever written down. Give a listen and pay special attention to the third verse\u2026 The notion that effete, petit Paul Simon would ever knock over a liquor store, or commit a violent felony of any kind, is patently absurd. The same could be said of Art Garfunkel, who is taller but no less the sensitive, urbane sophisticate.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>No one claims this or any S&amp;G song is explicitly autobiographical, but this unlikely outlaw theme is one that Simon &amp; Garfunkel must have fancied because they resurrect and amplify it on their very next album with the song, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=u-IY1g2LARs\">\u201cSomewhere They Can\u2019t Find Me\u201d<\/a>, which PFOM continues to perform as part a medley including &#8220;We&#8217;ve got a Groovy Thing Going, Baby&#8221; and &#8220;Angie&#8221;.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>In an earlier blog post, we remark on the fact that S&amp;G\u2019s debut album, <em>Wednesday Morning 3 a.m.<\/em>, was something of a dud. Indeed, Simon\u2019s next batch of spare folk tunes didn\u2019t thrill the executives at Columbia Records, and so he fucked off to England, with Kathy (she of the song), to concentrate on becoming the next Bob Dylan. It wasn\u2019t until producer Tom Wilson rocked up the single, \u201cSounds of Silence\u201d (in post production), that S&amp;G would reform. Indeed, this new Byrds-inspired version would go straight to #1, which led Simon, Garfunkel and Wilson to affix more orchestration to many of the remaining songs on this second album, the now iconic <em>Sounds of Silence<\/em>.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>One of those cuts, \u201cSomewhere They Can\u2019t Find Me\u201d, doesn&#8217;t merely harken back to the criminal storyline detailed in &#8220;Wednesday,&#8221; the previous album\u2019s title cut. It reprises nearly the entire lyric and updates the story.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>In the wistful original, our antihero narrator has <em>committed a crime, broken the law&#8230;<\/em> In the middle of the night, his girlfriend asleep at his side, he wonders aloud (amid rich harmonies) what fate the dawn will bring.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Artists will sometimes refer back to previous lyrics, dropping little references or inside jokes to the listener. But with &#8220;Somewhere&#8221; we find something quite different: Simon deploys the original &#8220;Wednesday Morning&#8221; lyric to create a brand new song. A newly inserted chorus spells out next steps: <em>I&#8217;ve got to creep down the alleyway, fly down the highway<\/em>\u2026<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>These urgent new lyrics and tone reveal that our unlikely felon has resolved to go on the lam \u2014 <em>Before they come and get me I\u2019ll be gone! Somewhere, where they can\u2019t find me\u2026 <\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>It\u2019s not clear, but it seems his girlfriend may have woken up in time to hear all this. One can imagine her surprise: That this poetic, nebbish (a nice Jewish boy?) has A) robbed a liquor store; and B) now intends to elude the long arm of justice like some turtle-necked, scarf-wearing Clyde Barrow. It\u2019s all a bit grandiose but it does lead us to wonder (and further consult the S&amp;G songbook) as to whatever happened to that guy&#8230;<\/p>\r\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We often tell audiences that a particular tune we perform, \u201cWednesday Morning, 3 a.m.\u201d, contains perhaps the most unlikely Paul Simon lyric ever written down. Give a listen and pay special attention to the third verse\u2026 The notion that effete, petit Paul Simon would ever knock over a liquor store, or commit a violent felony &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/2025\/05\/01\/what-ever-happened-to-that-guy-who-robbed-the-liquor-store-2\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;What ever happened to that guy who robbed the liquor store?&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[16,17,18,9,19,20,21,22,11,23,24,25,26],"class_list":["post-351","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-art-garfunkel","tag-maine-folk","tag-maine-folks-music","tag-maine-music","tag-paul-simon","tag-pocket-full-of-mumbles","tag-portland-music","tag-simon","tag-simon-and-garfunkel","tag-somewhere-they-cant-find-me","tag-sounds-of-silence","tag-wednesday-morning","tag-wednesday-morning-3-a-m"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=351"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":377,"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351\/revisions\/377"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=351"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=351"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pocketfullofmumbles.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=351"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}