When the World Was Young
I click ‘play’ on the screen, but it is more than music that pours out. I am being drawn to a different time. The world was young and the people created an exciting, novel version of reality. I can hear it from the speaker, I can feel the groove and the vibe shouting out the changes. It may be old and dated, but it feels fresh and alive, the sound of an eternal search for what has never been seen or felt or heard before. As I listen, nodding my head to the beat, it seems as if there has been nothing created recently that hasn’t been based on these sounds. The song has come to an end and I reach over to lift the needle from the record, but I am back to the present and can only click on the next song.
Times were a changin
Jimi and band played “Hey Joe”
From a grey conformity
They explored a virgin “now” Continue reading