Fifty for Fifi

We’re going two Kiwi songs in a row, and this is one that really speaks to me about the early stages of us.

Poor Boy is one of Tim Finn’s contributions to the Split Enz oeuvre. It tells a simple tale of love at a distance built around Eddie Rayner’s exquisitely constructed broken keyboard runs.

Long distance was fine before we met in person. I mentioned the trip in question in an earlier post. After that, long distance was hell even with the comfort of a shared world to game in. At that point in the year, New Zealand was three hours out from Queensland, and I’d spend the morining waiting for Fi to wake and the late evening fighting against fatigue just so I could spend a little more time with her.

On the most difficult nights, we’d both go outside and look at the same moon together.

What more could a poor boy do?