And Waste Another Year

Something Better Happen Soon

Looking past the signs at the start of the long, slow drive west.

The dew on the trees already.

The summer turning fall.

The nights turning cold.

This time different, you say.

This time it means something.

And yet, you're not sure.

You don't want to see it slip away.

Like the long, slow drive west.

But she gets in the car. Packed. Like it's always packed.

And you say something. And she says something.

Not the things you've said before.

And she starts the car.

And you wave as she drives.

And she waves once.

And then you can't see anymore.

You look. Stand there.

For a long time.

You think you hear something. Maybe she's turned around. Maybe she forgot something.

Maybe.

And then the cold hits you.

And you think: Maybe not.

Because it's fall. And it's getting colder.

And soon it will snow.

And that's not what you want.

Not this year.

Not this time.

Not without her.

Your Friends Don't Know...

I don't care the way they talk...

Psychologists of the future may have a field day interpreting why I loved this song when it first came out.

Or maybe they'll just listen and enjoy...

McCartney at Dodger Stadium

I knew dozens of people at this show. Oddly, none of them offered me a free ticket.

But we live in a world of miracles, wonder, and the intertubes.

I imagine this will be gone shortly.

But while it's up, enjoy.

Now That You Mention It

Live a little, be a gypsy, get around

Amazing Band at the Height of Their Powers

Squeeze, from 1982.

Just. Freaking. Great.

Thirty Years In the Blink of an Eye

Let's Active reformed this weekend for a benefit concert in North Carolina. Well, as much as they could reform after the suicide of Faye Hunter last year.

Here they are rehearsing for a tour in 1984:


And here they are onstage in 2014 (original members Mitch Easter and Sara Romweber with Suzi Ziegler from Game Theory on bass, Missy Thangs from Love Language on keyboards and singer Lynn Blakey):

Senseless But Charming

As long as I'm stuck in the 70s...

Memory Failure

From the pre-dawn of their disco era (when they were toying with being more of an R&B act), here's a Bee Gees song that I must have heard a million times.

A song I believed was some sort of heartfelt declaration of love.

Until I heard it the other day... and realized it is one of the creepiest songs every written.

And maybe one of the first songs ever about stalking.