The Rolling Stones were right ...
Being a '60s and '70s rock aficionado, I sometimes reference things that spawn comments from younger people along the lines of, "Huh? Say what?"
So, I've taken to prefacing some of my remarks with explanations, which is what I'm about to do here. Yeah, yeah, I know: That's kind of like having to explain the punch line of a joke. But I can's resist a little education.
For instance, the British rock band The Who had a hit called "My Generation," in which lead singer Roger Daltrey engaged in a staccato-like chant of :
People try to put us down
Talkin' 'bout my generation
Just because we get around
Talkin' 'bout my generation
Things they do look awful cold
Talkin' 'bout my generation
I hope I die before I get old
Talkin' 'bout my generation
OK, Daltrey turned a cool 61 years old on March 1 and I'm pushin' 50. I bet it's been a decade or more since he sang "I hope I die before I get old."
Which brings me to The Rolling Stones' "Mother's Little Helper," which opens with the line, "What a drag it is getting old ..." (We won't even talk about Mick Jagger's age. Whew! Look at him! Does the phrase "rode hard an' up wet" ring a bell to anyone?)
Now, getting old is just part of the process of living and dying. I know that. But the effects of age on this mortal shell has hit home with me lately. I won't go into all of the sordid details, particularly since I'm more than a year away from turning 50. In the grand scheme of things, I really have no reason to whine.
But twice in the past 24 hours I haven't been able to remember whether I've taken my Ribivarin and have had to count the pills to see! Sheesh! I'm going to have to go to the discount store and buy one of those cruddy little pill counters. You know, the one your grandparents have with the letters "Su-M-T-W-Th-F-Sa" on it.
Daltrey's wrong, but in a way, Jagger's right: It is a drag gettin' old! Still, I'd rather have the breath to sing about the drag of getting old than be 6 feet under ...
Grace ("Grace? She died 20 years ago!"), peace, and love ...
So, I've taken to prefacing some of my remarks with explanations, which is what I'm about to do here. Yeah, yeah, I know: That's kind of like having to explain the punch line of a joke. But I can's resist a little education.
For instance, the British rock band The Who had a hit called "My Generation," in which lead singer Roger Daltrey engaged in a staccato-like chant of :
People try to put us down
Talkin' 'bout my generation
Just because we get around
Talkin' 'bout my generation
Things they do look awful cold
Talkin' 'bout my generation
I hope I die before I get old
Talkin' 'bout my generation
OK, Daltrey turned a cool 61 years old on March 1 and I'm pushin' 50. I bet it's been a decade or more since he sang "I hope I die before I get old."
Which brings me to The Rolling Stones' "Mother's Little Helper," which opens with the line, "What a drag it is getting old ..." (We won't even talk about Mick Jagger's age. Whew! Look at him! Does the phrase "rode hard an' up wet" ring a bell to anyone?)
Now, getting old is just part of the process of living and dying. I know that. But the effects of age on this mortal shell has hit home with me lately. I won't go into all of the sordid details, particularly since I'm more than a year away from turning 50. In the grand scheme of things, I really have no reason to whine.
But twice in the past 24 hours I haven't been able to remember whether I've taken my Ribivarin and have had to count the pills to see! Sheesh! I'm going to have to go to the discount store and buy one of those cruddy little pill counters. You know, the one your grandparents have with the letters "Su-M-T-W-Th-F-Sa" on it.
Daltrey's wrong, but in a way, Jagger's right: It is a drag gettin' old! Still, I'd rather have the breath to sing about the drag of getting old than be 6 feet under ...
Grace ("Grace? She died 20 years ago!"), peace, and love ...
posted by Pastor Buzz at 11:46 PM
1 Comments:
Hi Buzz
Interesting connections ... I have recently been thinking - and feeling, that if I had to describe how this interferon/ribavirin treatment makes me feel and behave overall, I would say I feel at least ten years older than I am - forgetful, slowed down, achy, breathless, etc.
I reckon it's a useful preview of 'old age' - but I don't like it much and I don't want it!
"But you can't always get what you want ...
But if you try sometimes ...
You might just get what you need."
All the best on your journey
Ron
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