February 10, 2003

Do You Believe in Rock and Roll?

Can music save your mortal soul?

This morning, my first impulse upon sitting down with coffee and a freshly booted computer was to go see what was happening in the news. I couldn't do it. I think today I'll let the grotesque World Music play its sad melodies, without me for a while. But some lyrics do come to mind.

But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation Lost in Space
With no time left to start again
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that Satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrifical rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And by the way, it may just be my imagination, but it seems to me that the American Pie recipe has changed recently. Can you tell? Too much self-risin' flour in the crust, perhaps. I still think it is a most wonderful dish, but you know what happens when you take a good recipe that works for generations and start substituting ingredients. Now I don't expect its ever gonna please everybody, no matter how its made. But I do think we can insist that, since it's a family recipe, all the cousins and aunts and uncles should have more of a say before we ask the neighbors to eat it. Or else.

Posted by fred1st at February 10, 2003 06:34 AM | TrackBack
Comments

Makes one want to buy a Chevvie.

Posted by: feste at February 10, 2003 07:27 PM

Fred, you never cease to make me think

Posted by: Da Goddess at February 12, 2003 03:04 AM

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