Was there ever a more-blue pill song than Eric Carmen’s “All by Myself”? As I hear the chorus, I can feel my testicles ascending. The incel longing, the sexual failure, the lack of discernible muscle mass…it’s all there.
I hated the song, even as an teenager. And mind you, I was a major league sucker. But there are some lows, some levels so deep, that not even a dateless chump will dare to go there. For me, Eric Carmen is that place. It’s the Death Valley of lonesome despair.
Enjoy the tune…if you can stomach it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3j_fdSpkmE