In a chat with a friend earlier this morning (Let's call it 2 am for brevity)and I admitted that I am feeling "old and conservative" and that "fifty year old anarchists are boring".
(The second part is of no consequence, but I just wanted to put it out there. You are.)
As I was working out this morning, I decided to listen to music (as opposed to the usual podcasts that I love and it is Wednesday, and that means that I have the Slate Culture Gabfest to listen to this afternoon) and Pearl Jam sounded like a good idea.
Pearl Jam was a great idea.
I was listening to Ten and it brought me back to the spring of 1992. I was 17. Life wasn't bad.
Then I realized something...
It brought me back to the spring of 1992. This is pre-Clinton as President 1992.
I stopped my workout to see if this was correct and to see when the album actually came out.
Yeah...August of 1991.
Which means that Ten is Twenty this year.
Pearl Jam is eligible for classic rock status.
They do still rock though. (And I am okay with being old.)
Getting old may not be ideal but, as they say, it beats the alternative...
ReplyDelete"You see, this profession is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherf**kers. Motherf**kers who thought their ass would age like wine. If you mean it turns to vinegar, it does. If you mean it gets better with age, it don't."
(Marsellus Wallace)
Fair enough...the wisdom of QT is timeless.
ReplyDeleteThen again, Bruce Willis's Pulp Fiction character and his real-life career each did better after Marsellus said that. Which brings us back to your earlier post on the virtues of shaving one's head...it's all a rich tapestry.
ReplyDeleteAnd selling your spouse to a cuter and younger thing as a way to make a deal with Satan.
ReplyDeleteOh, did I relate that to the outside world?
What will Chuthulu say?