We may have already hit the high water mark this year. I would like to believe otherwise, but that just might be true. Go Big Blue.
I was going through some recent photos deciding what needed to get trashed and what could stay. This one is ugly, but I thought I’d toss it here. Four friends after golf and beer holding things that we’ll have to dust off every now and then.
Not that I’m superstitious or anything, but the blue UK hat will not be worn again to watch a ballgame. I was wearing it last night when Nerlens took a fall. Some things should be left alone.
Genesis and growth of a song:
Lou Reed, The Velvet Underground, tune is born and the guitar opening slays everyone who hears it
Mott the Hoople, First version I heard, a decent cover.
Cowboy Junkies, Margo slays the tune. This is the definitive version. Who’ll step up next.
If anyone on Music Row has any sense (never mind – they missed Hank III, Shooter, Fifth on the Floor Hellbound Glory, and North Mississippi All Stars and………) they will sign this kid. I’ve never heard him, but this video is GREAT.
“We are stardust, we are golden,
We are caught in the devils bargain,
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.”…CSNY, from the song Woodstock.
I listen to a lot of my music now in 25-30 minute bursts while racking up miles on the treadmill. Today’s listen was Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young’s wonderful album, Deja Vu.
I had almost forgotten how good this album is. It truly is a masterpiece and on the shortlist for best of all time. Maybe I’m getting to be sentimental in my old age, but Teach Your Children gets to me. I always thought that song was one of the weak links on this album, but it has really grown on me. It is obviously a look at parent’s/children from both points of view and nothing about that has changed one bit. Somewhere along the way, however, I find that I really like that tune. Helpless, not so much, it seems to have lost some allure through the years. Woodstock is a great tune. “By the time we got to Woodstock, we were half a million strong”. A generation was finding itself. Woodstock happened for my older cousins, but I remember the times. Kind of like now, we were tired of a long drawn out war. Maybe that is why the album sounded so good today, or maybe its just a great album.
As for workouts, it’s probably the last time I’ll listen to it during a workout. A bit too uneven paced and slow. Still, for us old folk, give it a spin, it’s a great album. For the younger folk, if you’ve never heard this. you should, I think you’ll like it. Teach your parents well.
After a long haitus, I’m going to restart the blog. Rather than try to fit a theme and force myself to write stories that I’m not really interested in penning at the moment, I’m going to focus on rather short posts that I put out as the muse strikes me. Something longer than what Twitter allows, but as short or long as I feel like.
I would imagine that topics will be similar to the previous version of the blog, all the good music in the air around us, Golf, Linux things, and Kentucky basketball. I’m still thinking about a good title for the blog, so till I do, I think I’ll just leave it as-is for now.