Yet the downer mood several times gives way to an uplifting and powerful chorus. It's hard to listen to this wash of excitement without a grin, without feeling a high of your own. The mood of this roaring, lively break is deceptive; the soaring guitar and vocal hooks are as fleeting and devastating as a cocaine rush. But goddamn if it isn't incredible while it's there.
And then it's gone. All that's left is the withdrawal captured by the forlorn piano and sad-sack keyboard, the guitar petering out. Reality sets in with each and every one of the junkie's encounters (save the most important one). Throughout it all, Joel vocally knocks it out of the park, going from resignation and mockery to roaring excitement.
The broken dreamers in Piano Man are heart-felt in their appreciation of the eponymous performer, encouraged by his heart and adroitness. They would react to Captain Jack's meandering twenty-something with pity and scorn. There is awful tragedy in the sense that there never was, and never will be any hope for him.
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