There’s always something to howl about.

Unchained melodies: My way

Daniel Rothamel offers up Frank Sinatra’s version of Paul Anka’s My way, citing these lyrics:

For What is a man? What has he got? If not himself, then he has naught. To say the things he truly feels, and not the words of one who yields. The record shows, I took the blows, and did it my way.

Okayfine. For my own part, I’ve always thought this song lays it on a little too thick, as the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll at his thickest makes plain:

Sid Vicious gave it a pomo send-up, but the tune just might be beyond parody:

I do like the idea, but I worry that the first-person protagonist might be too much a Walter Mittyesque legend-in-his-own-mind. And so I end up here, with Limp Bizkit, to me a more convincing expression of the sentiment:

What else is out there?

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