I'm turning 62 years old. With
emphasis on that last word. But. I have an extra skip in my step
(♬appy ♪ay to-me) because I'm the first in my male
ancestral line to make it to gov't-bonafide old'nuff to collect monthly social
security retirement benefits.
Since so many of my memories are
nostalgically-attached to music, I set a few guidelines to make composing this
playlist a challenge:
List to this entire playlist (4 hours 20
minutes) on YouTube by clicking the image. Or—for those less interested
in the full dose of this elderly creative philosopher's flashbacks—cherry-pick
from the below titles/artists:
. . .
1960
Alley Oop, Hollywood Argyles
- my first interaction with a newspaper
(referred to as the Sunday Funny's in our house)
I enjoy the ones that don't require words to understand
he lived a long time ago
in the jungle ... near the village ... hush my darling
1962
Loco-motion, Little Eva
- my first car trips; car seats don't exist so I stand between the seats
on 'the hump'
(in the backseat) and my new-born
infant
sister (Nanett) is held in
someone's arms
my little baby sister can do it with me
1963
Dominique, Soeur Sourire
- my first awareness of foreign countries and different languages, which I
learn to translate (poorly) in
high-school freshman French class
(ten years later)
s'en allait tout simplement
(over the land, he simply went or went simply)
1964
You Really Got Me, The Kinks
- my first sleepwalking nightmare
(a giant clown swinging in the leafless trees behind my house like they are the jungle-gym monkey bars on the playground)
you got me so I can't sleep at night
1965
King of the Road, Roger Miller
- my first trip by passenger train
(sleeper-compartment Massachusetts to Iowa and back, with my mother and
three-year-old sister)
third boxcar, midnight train
1966
Nowhere Man, The Beatles
- my first moves; new schools, and new friends are disappearing faster
than my baby teeth; new step-dad
(three different schools and four different houses this year)
knows not where he's going to
1967
Windy, The Association
- my first visit to a big city
(Chicago, 'the windy city') this
song played in heavy rotation on the radio
(communal pickle barrel restaurant; dinner with step-dad's friends;
their petulant child's name: Wendy)
who's reachin out to capture a moment
1968
Spooky, Classic IV
-
my first pet hamster, which I named Spooky [given to me, dead, on xmas eve by my parents; it's
replacement was Spooky II (Spooky VI died in 1979) my parents were not
intending to teach me
Memento Mori, at 10]
just like a ghost, you've been a hauntin
thank you for the party but I could never stay
lonely feeling, deep inside; find a corner, where I can hide
1971
Changes, David Bowie
- my first after school job
($1.25 hr)
and my first overt disregard for adults
So I turned myself to face me (turn and face the strange) ... don't
wanna be a richer man
you're still young (that's your fault) ... I am old, but I'm happy ...
think a lot ... your dreams may not
1973
Jenny, Chicago
- my first verbal and physical abuse / assault
(beat-up by my summer-job manager)
sad but true, z' always someone waiting just ta shit on you
fly all around 'til somebody shoots you down
ahh, she tastes like wine, she's human bein so devine
sailin away on the crest of a wave ... slippin an slidin (it's a givin
thing) floating downstream
been down one time, been down two time
1978
Peg, Steely Dan
- my first discovery of what became a life-long passion
(double-feature art films)
it will all come back to you; it's your favorite foreign movie
1979
Pop Muzik, M
- my first cat
(white with spots of caramel-orange, named Popcorn, nicknamed him
'Pop') and my first college law class (based on my awareness that I probably won't be able to feed myself with an art degree)
wanna be a gun slinger, don't be a rock singer, eanie meany miny mo
promises were never made to keep
1981
ABACAB, Genesis
- my first co-habitation, first marriage
(immediately followed by my first pregnancy)
think I'm to blame? (you want it - you got it) or reflection of someone
else's name
there is one thing you must be sure of, I can't take any more
always in time, but never in line for dreams
look at our life now, we're tattered and torn; we fuss and we fight and
delight in the tears
making mistakes is a part of life's imperfections ... is it so wrong to
be human
1986
Holding Back the Years, Simply Red
- my first adrenaline fueled chase, while driving a military police sedan
(eventually caught the stolen TransAm after 35+ miles; driver ran into a
Georgia forest swamp and got away)
I'll keep holdin on, I'll keep holdin on
1987
Rhythm of Love, Yes
- my first assignment as an undercover investigator
(black-market and drug suppression team)
and my initial advanced-training application was rejected
(for Apprentice CID Agent school)
innocence no answer ... in this situation: I have found you in
1988
Orange Crush, REM
- my first physical signs of mental stress/anxiety
(back muscle seizure / heart palpitations / arrhythmia / incapacitating migraine / one
mini-stroke)
I've had my fun and now it's time to serve your conscience overseas
waitin round's killin me (runnin out of time) things go wrong, they
always do
sgettin'sgettin'sgettin'sgettin kinda hectic
but we're never gonna survive unless we get a little ... crazy
know that I might bleed ... nothing left to fear ... doing really well my
dear
1993
Cose Della Vita, Eros Ramazzotti
(Italian: the matters of life) - my first recognition of
favorite cities and places to visit
(Musée d'Orsay in Paris;
as well as Florence, Venice, Siena, Naples and smaller cities
throughout Italy)
all the memories we’ve had ... I want to remember, I can never
forget
i-think-last-night-you were driving circles around me
1995
Carnival, Natalie Merchant
- my first career self-sabotage [Although I hated being a protective service agent (labelled* babysitting grown-ass adults by a co-worker) I loved the travel; I decide to return to criminal
investigation supervision]
have I been blind-have I been lost-inside myself and my own mind
well I'd shout out ... boy don't make me wanna change my - tone
it's been so long since I've seen the ocean - guess I should
1998
One Week, Barenaked Ladies
- my first awareness of the term Asperger's
(although I realized how much it fit me, it would be many years before
I admitted it to myself and still more before I talked about it
openly)
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
1999
Praise You, Fatboy Slim
- my first significant family (genetic?) poor-health confirmations
(my father, Leverett, dies at age 60 and my maternal grandmother is diagnosed with Alzheimer's at
age 80)
we've come a long, long way together; through the hard times, and the
good
walk with me, the future's at hand ... one taste is never
enough
another day ... I'm used to it by now, I'm used to it by now
I hope I lie: and tell everyone you were a good wife
she's the one that keeps the dream alive, from the morning past the
evening to the end of the light
2004
Float On, Modest Mouse
- my first serious
car accident
(SUV flipped end-over-end, at highway speed, during a massive Arizona
hail storm)
which became my first blog post on s n a p p e r h e a d (my first blog)
bad news comes, don't-you-worry, even when it - lands
2005
Feel Good Inc, Gorillaz
- my first digitally rendered artwork
(sarah in the pity
- based on, and derived from, my significant other who consistently
seems to be incessantly imbued with unforeseen unplanned serendipitous
events)
got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style
2006
Crazy, Gnarls Barkley
- my first visit to Manitoba, Yellowstone, Glacier and Grand Tetons
(grizzly bears, elk, owl, red fox, bison, black bears, bald eagle,
moose, wolf)
having the time of your life ... no coincidence I've come (I can die when I'm done)
2007
Kashmir, Led Zeppelin
- my first "I would have paid $1000 for a ticket" event
(London benefit concert with John Bonham's son, Jason, on drums)
because Zep is the only band I regret not seeing when I had the
chance
traveler of both time and space to be where I have been ... across the
sea of years
2008 Handlebars, Flobots
- my first recognition of the world-impacting importance of a US
presidential election
(Obama-Biden vs McCain-Palin—after the Bush wars—who was president, now, had significance)
the strings that control the system ... end the planet in a
holocaust
feeling the past moving in ... hold to the time that you know ... add to
the memory you keep
drip-trip, flip fantasia ... you move your feet (biddy biddy bop)
hole in the world ... time goes by, so slowly, time goes, time goes, time goes by
2012
Simple Math, Manchester Orchestra
- my first philosophy readings become studies; this song
(and video) best capture my
brain's struggles and its failure to comprehend what it's choosing to
focus on.
what if I was wrong and started trying to fix it? ... been trying to get to where we’ve always been?
2013
Mash Machine, FAROFF
-
my first 700+ days of continual work finally finished
(beginning in 2011 I/we delivered newspapers a few hours every
morning; 7 days a week, with no days off, for almost two years)
I ain't happy ... days destroys the night ... kickin your can
all over the place
2014
Would You...?, Touch and Go
- my first wedding/honeymoon done the right way
(two bands, belly/hula/burlesque dancers, a DJ; pot-luck/open bar; two
weeks: beach cabin then ocean resort then mountain resort, hot tubs
& fireplaces)
Ahmm...
2015
Lone Digger, Caravan Place
- my first custom-ordered-from-the-factory automobile (matte grey/black cabriolet smart with all the baby-booty-bells and
mini-crackerjack-box-whistles; with 7 speakers it's a rolling
stereo)
baby can you move it round the rhythm cause you know we're living in
the fast lane (speed up)
2016
Human, Rag'n'Bone Man - my first donation to a presidential campaign
(others failed to Feel the Bern)
and my first smart car road-trip
(with my cat, Cecil; 5000 miles)
and first reconnoiter-vacation
(to Vermont)
don't ask my opinion, don't ask me to lie (don't put the blame on
me)
First things first: Imma say all the words inside my head ... write down
my poems for the few
2018
Hey Soul Sister, Train
- my first permanent estraingement from my sister
(Kim) after she revealed her
covert narcissism
following the death of my friend
Carol
(who also had Asperger's; this was Carol's favorite song)
you have a one-track mind, like me ...
you see, I can be myself now finally
2019
Finally Moving, Pretty Lights (Etta James)
- my first "blind move"
(no: local place, friends/family or employment; two cars, two cats,
Oregon-to-Vermont)
and my first meeting with my two sons
(Bram and Ian)
oh sometimes, I get a good feeling - yeah
2020 Bad Guy, Billie Eilish
- my first
intentionally rude verbal altercation with a supervisor
(as a US Census Bureau clerk, I asked one why he was being a fuckin
asshole, told another she was a terrible supervisor)
I do, what I want, when I'm wanting to ... so cynical ... (duh)
*
I don't want this groove to ever end (by LTJ Xperience)
-
this 63rd song is my
first intentional lie [mandatory because
Rob Gordon
(quoted below from the film rather than the show) and it was
rch-close
to being 420! So this eerily appropriate 8 minute song-with-a-perfect-title added the correct ending emotional tone and the correct running time.]
. . . oh, yea: asterisked words are spelled the correct British way (combatting with a single 't' sounds-to-my-eye like com-bate-ing; labeling—single l—also sexual, too close to labial; and travelling with one 'l'? It's just bloody jarring in'it?)
the making of a good compilation tape is a very subtle art
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2 comments:
Happy B-day ya old codger! I remember that you always wondered if
you would make it and I'm not far behind ya!
Jimmy
Thank you for remembering, Jim. But if I recall, your stated plan was to "work until you died." Your circumstances must have drastically changed for you to be preparing to retire in a few years. Anything I can do, let me know!
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