Hey Kids, Rock and Roll . . .
With all the problems with our world, I know that there is always one constant in the world that we can always trust and abide by. Rock and Roll.
Rock and Roll, under all the shit that goes on in our lives is the constant. It is what allows our blood to flow, to breathe and see tomorrow.
It is not as Peter Buck might say just a couple of chords and a cloud of dust. Jeff Tweedy said that music was his savior and he got his name from rock and roll.
If I ever went into a coma I would want those around me to put my headphones on, to turn on the Ipod and let the songs breeze through my brain, for then I would be in paradise.
I miss walking around the neighborhood listening to music. I miss the idea that this constant in my life in viewing the moving pictures, images and thoughts are gone. All I have is a blank white computer screen that grasps my inner thoughts.
Rock and Roll is the nectar, the sweet and bitterness. The sour tasting apple, the sweet ripe orange filled with the seeds of growth. In the same way that Adam and Eve bit into the apple, we are both filled with pleasure and sin at the same time.
I can always be counted on though to save me.
Which reminds me, one of these days I still have to write an article about my favorite albums of 2007. The R.E.M. stuff has taken much of my time and while there are tons of politics posts floating through my head, putting a list is imperative in the next couple of days.