This song does it for me every time.
I love the cinematic narrative – the older woman who lost her love in the war and now, with wonderful human resilience, seeks consolation where she can find it, in making pies all day.
I love how small and local the story is, everything is walkable, and she carries photos of her nephew’s birthday party, she visits the church with its pictures of an anglo Jesus. The photos of the lost love, from decades before, and the sense that she has never left that time of their youthful exuberance, though now she is gray.
It is intensely local and yet wrapped into it are the immigrant nations, Italy, Greece and Ireland, caught up in the devastation of a European war. They sought escape but couldn’t.
I love the way the rhythm slows, and the canvas broadens, just before she delivers the killer line,
you could cry, or die, or just make pies all day
And all in just 3 mins 40 seconds. Quite brilliant.