The beginning of the song held her rapt, as if she were bearing sole witness to the apparition of an angel who had mastered his delivery of good news in four-four time.
“And tell me, Little Miss I-Like-To-Play-With-The-Dark-Arts, how does it feel when someone keeps you stuck some place you don’t want to be?”
Rory had been hexed once himself for a week in 1980. He shuddered, recalling the feeling of his tongue weighed down with iron chains.
The band played “What I Lose Now” fourteen more times after that.
Even now, Rory would meet some listeners who insisted that every disco song sounded the same. They had no idea of the dark bargain that Sergio Sequin had struck to hold the top five spots on the chart at the same time with the same song.
Rory let the song’s C minor opening chord progression wash over him so that he could parse it. Fresh as sushi, yet with something incredibly familiar about it.