A couple of weeks ago we were playing a family game (Ticket to Ride, I think) and Beulah was at the computer, working on her homework and dabbling with Facebook and listening to music. All of a sudden, I realized that she was on one of those websites that allows you to play whatever song you want. I had to take over and I made her play all these songs from my youth that I used to love and be moved and invigorated by and I'm sad to report that Johnny Rotten has lost his appeal for me. I mean, the music we heard, "Rise," was accompanied by a video that 's p
robably 20 years old and in it he looked like a worried old lady. Nineteen years ago, I loved the man. I saw him in concert three times and once I even smuggled in a queen sized sheet emblazoned with the spraypainted words "WE WANT YOUR BODY" to one of the shows and tried to unfurl it from my nosebleed seat to get his attention. But back the music. The song just wasn't as exciting as it used to be. The same went for "Lie to Me" and songs from Front 242. I wonder what's changed in me? There are some songs from my youth that still get my blood going: "White Lines" by Grandmaster Flash will always, always be fun to dance to and last week in the car I heard the RUN-DMC version of "Walk This Way," and I turned up the volume all the way and loved it all over again (good thing it was in the dark so no one could see me dancing and trying to sing in my seat--not a pretty picture.) But I guess a lot of the songs that I thought were politically interesting or intellectually challenging really . . . aren't. Or maybe I'm just trying to be cool in a different, thirtysomething way.
robably 20 years old and in it he looked like a worried old lady. Nineteen years ago, I loved the man. I saw him in concert three times and once I even smuggled in a queen sized sheet emblazoned with the spraypainted words "WE WANT YOUR BODY" to one of the shows and tried to unfurl it from my nosebleed seat to get his attention. But back the music. The song just wasn't as exciting as it used to be. The same went for "Lie to Me" and songs from Front 242. I wonder what's changed in me? There are some songs from my youth that still get my blood going: "White Lines" by Grandmaster Flash will always, always be fun to dance to and last week in the car I heard the RUN-DMC version of "Walk This Way," and I turned up the volume all the way and loved it all over again (good thing it was in the dark so no one could see me dancing and trying to sing in my seat--not a pretty picture.) But I guess a lot of the songs that I thought were politically interesting or intellectually challenging really . . . aren't. Or maybe I'm just trying to be cool in a different, thirtysomething way. Well, life has is challenges but it's still pretty good. I'm reading a book that has transported me to a different time and place and that's always fun.
Well, I'm off to meet with Beulah and her counselor to chose 9th grade classes. What fun!
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