One is torn between grudging admiration for the fake harmonica sounds, and plain awe at the addition of a glockenspiel, evidently played with the feet, to the whole spiel. Roy from The IT Crowd sings pretty good, too. Like so many things in life, it’s either genius — or it isn’t.
Dad’s appearance at 3:11 showcases the essential utility of the song. Wichita Lineman is not too old, or too square, to have lost pop music’s only essential value: to drive your parents up the wall.
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