I can't get no sleep
I really can't
17.01.2009
No Faithless, ‘I can’t get to sleep’ or ‘I can’t get any sleep’. Pedantry aside (Pedanticism surely? No, not a word - according to Word for Windows and it should know shouldn’t it?), it’s clear if you simply sing one of my alternative lines aloud (imagining the music in your head) that swapping the ‘to’ for a ‘no’ or an ‘any’ somehow detracts from its anthemic almost allegorical quality: ‘I can’t get to sleep’ just sounds like a whining child. Anyway, the point is, I really can’t get no/to sleep. Actually, I can, but not until about 5 in the morning and then I sleep till lunchtime. I’d blame it on the jetlag, but that doesn’t match UK time in the slightest, I seem to be living in an antipodeans time zone – in the shade (sing along…). Bloody insomnia, I rarely get it anymore. I thought I had cracked that particular life nut many moons ago, but I’m beginning to realise that I’m normally a bit tipsy when I go to bed and that helps me nod off. The answer then: drink more booze. But no, I shan’t. Mostly because the beer makes my tummy funny and the wine is expensive and rank and the whisky…well, it’s not a sipping drink, put it that way. So I allow myself one beer and I deal with the fun-tum, switch to water or juice and off to bed early. I know I know…who is this? You’re not the JJ I know, where is he? What have you done with him? ‘This is I’ or ‘I are him’ or ‘I be me’. D’you get me guy? No, me neither, talking bollocks basically. It’s because I can’t get no sleep (‘I aint even lying to ya bro’).
