Toledo

from the Elvis Costello/Burt Bacharach song "Toledo"...

But do people living in Toledo
Know that their name hasn’t traveled very well?
And does anybody in Ohio
Dream of that Spanish citadel?

I like this bit o' songage; all the things it gives little glimmers of--the discrepancy between ancientness and history-forgetfulness, between Europe and America, the absurdity of things, the whole "would a rose by any other name smell as sweet" question...shifting identity and wistfulness for something else. Lots of stuff in a little paragraph about Ohio. Good job, Elvis 'n' Burt.