i had a good drive in this morning. i was able to do a fair amount of heavy thinking... i have to re-evaluate what it means to live love. it's something that i haven't been deliberate about in the past while, and i feel it showing. i have the phrase branded on my body for goodness sake, and it's everything that i want to be about.. but it takes a measure of focus and intentionality to make it happen consistently.
i'm helplessly swept up in the pace of life if i'm not careful, and i find that general 'niceness', being good to the people around me, known or unkown, becomes a liability.. a nuisance. i don't have time to say thank you, to ask how somebody is doing, to consider them before considering myself. because asking means listening, and listening means waiting, and waiting means patience, and i can't afford that.
i've been made aware of the fact that.. when you're bumped, it's what you're full of that spills out. well... i've been bumped a few times in the past month or so, both literally, and figuratively, and i'm somewhat ashamed of what came out of me on those occassions. i can develop such an unbelievably strong sense of protectiveness and caution about my life, my situation, my comfort.
i want to see inconveniences as opportunities. i want to see accidents as accidents, people as people, and each day as an experience i'm lucky to have.
i want to, at this time in my life, stop travelling and start arriving... in the sense that.. when i find myself pushing others away in an attempt to better set me up to achieve a goal, then i know i have a severe lack of balance and perspective.
man.. as i write this, i've got a smile on my face because, in reality, i would do well to listen to my own songs.
J
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
It's a record buying extravaganza!!!
If you were to have about $100.00 in Future Shop gift card money, and your wife (or husband) were to tell you 'it's cool.. you can spend it all on CDs', what records would you buy? What records would you take the opportunity to purchase with this once in a lifetime, no guilt, no limitations, no downside, no nagging uncertainty opportunity??
Please comment with your suggestions and advice.
J
Please comment with your suggestions and advice.
J
Baby you can drive my car..
Not last Thursday, but the one before that, I got in a car accident. I was just getting onto the bottom end of Hwy. 8 heading North towards Waterloo. It was really snowy, and slippery, and everybody was driving very cautiously.. except for the guy behind me. Which was unfortunate. When everybody slowed down, I slowed down with them, but the guy behind me was too close, and going too fast. He jumped on the brakes, which sent him completely sideways and into the car beside him, which then slammed directly into me. My back right side was handily shmucked.. bumper and side panel and hatch, and i was spun around, at which point my front right side received a good schelacking as well.
Mike King at Louie's in Leamington did a fantastic job on the body work, and in no time I was out the door with what looked like a brand new set of wheels.
On Friday of last week, I was just exiting onto Hwy. 8 heading North towards Waterloo. It was really snowy, and slippery, and everybody was driving very cautiously.. except for the guy two cars behind me. Which was unfortunate. When the car in front of me hooked a wheel and got sideways, I had a good 50 meters between him and me, and slowing down was no problem. The semi-truck behind me had left a good distance too, and he easily slowed down when he saw the problem. However, at the exact same time as the guy in front of me was completing his 180 and ending up in the left lane of the exit ramp facing the wrong direction, a car behind the semi was getting impatient. He whipped by the semi on the left lane, and then, naturally, noticed that there was a car in his lane, facing him. His reaction, of course, was to swerve into the right lane. Unfortunately, I was in the right lane. We were all, by now, going approx. 20km/h. Except for the guy who was going approx. 60km/h.
Man, what a bummer. problem is, there is nothing you can do. There is no more helpless feeling than that of looking in your rearview when you have to slow down in the snow, and seeing a guy bearing down on you from behind at 'way too fast' km/h. You just know, and you can't move, or turn, or stop. You just suck in your breath and wait for that big noise and the annoyingly helpless sliding and spinning feeling. And a part of you wonders if the semi is going to be a third party in this whole ordeal.
Anyway... so here's the moral of the story. When it snows, and when there is snow on the road, it's slippery. There's nothing uncool about driving slowly, and driving safely. There's nothing annoying about leaving 5 car lengths between you and the guy in front of you. And may I also mention... 4 wheel drive is about the go, not the stop. If you have an SUV, and you have 4 wheel drive, you are blessed with the ability to get out of a ditch more effectively than I am. You are not any more capable of stopping. If you're driving 100 and the guy in front of you brakes, your four wheels are sliding.. not driving.
And finally, if you run into the back of another car because you were driving too fast, and you weren't paying attention, then it is highly unlikely that the driver of said other car will be interested in having you personally do the body work on his bumper so as to avoid going through insurance and having you pay for a professional to do the work.
Mike King at Louie's in Leamington did a fantastic job on the body work, and in no time I was out the door with what looked like a brand new set of wheels.
On Friday of last week, I was just exiting onto Hwy. 8 heading North towards Waterloo. It was really snowy, and slippery, and everybody was driving very cautiously.. except for the guy two cars behind me. Which was unfortunate. When the car in front of me hooked a wheel and got sideways, I had a good 50 meters between him and me, and slowing down was no problem. The semi-truck behind me had left a good distance too, and he easily slowed down when he saw the problem. However, at the exact same time as the guy in front of me was completing his 180 and ending up in the left lane of the exit ramp facing the wrong direction, a car behind the semi was getting impatient. He whipped by the semi on the left lane, and then, naturally, noticed that there was a car in his lane, facing him. His reaction, of course, was to swerve into the right lane. Unfortunately, I was in the right lane. We were all, by now, going approx. 20km/h. Except for the guy who was going approx. 60km/h.
Man, what a bummer. problem is, there is nothing you can do. There is no more helpless feeling than that of looking in your rearview when you have to slow down in the snow, and seeing a guy bearing down on you from behind at 'way too fast' km/h. You just know, and you can't move, or turn, or stop. You just suck in your breath and wait for that big noise and the annoyingly helpless sliding and spinning feeling. And a part of you wonders if the semi is going to be a third party in this whole ordeal.
Anyway... so here's the moral of the story. When it snows, and when there is snow on the road, it's slippery. There's nothing uncool about driving slowly, and driving safely. There's nothing annoying about leaving 5 car lengths between you and the guy in front of you. And may I also mention... 4 wheel drive is about the go, not the stop. If you have an SUV, and you have 4 wheel drive, you are blessed with the ability to get out of a ditch more effectively than I am. You are not any more capable of stopping. If you're driving 100 and the guy in front of you brakes, your four wheels are sliding.. not driving.
And finally, if you run into the back of another car because you were driving too fast, and you weren't paying attention, then it is highly unlikely that the driver of said other car will be interested in having you personally do the body work on his bumper so as to avoid going through insurance and having you pay for a professional to do the work.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Rant on Coporate Life
My current day serves as evidence of the inefficiences of the corporate business model.
One of my main goals for the day, aside from my usual daily archiving and footage request duties, was to finish up with the gathering of information I needed for our entries for the 2008 Gemini Awards, and have the packages for each entry sent off by early afternoon.
It's 3:00pm now. I started the day at 6:30am needing nothing more than a few jpegs for marketing purposes, a 1-page biography from a crew member, and a handful of signatures. Incidentally, I started yesterday needing the same few things. I have yet to accomplish any of the above. Through a combination of not returning my emails, not returning my phone calls, and just generally staying up in carpet city all day (the third floor) the 2 or 3 people who have what I need have managed to shrug me off for approx. 3 days now.
It seems impossible to do anything fast here. It's become standard practice for me to send off an email requesting that I be given permission to purchase something (.. let's say a hundred bucks worth of CD-Rs or something..), then just go out and buy them, and then wait a few days until I finally get the affirmative response before going upstairs to hand in my receipts.
I think people plan their days entirely chronologically with no attention to the efficiency or relative simplicity of simply 'doing some things really quick right now...' For example, it seems extremely odd.. and wearing.. to me that I'll send off an email saying, 'can you do this little 2 paragraph write-up for me so I can send this off in the next hour?' and get the response... 'ohhh... no that's gonna be tomorrow afternoon at the earliest...'
... and then see that person chatting over coffee about their daughter's soccer game with a bunch of co-workers down at the cafeteria.
By all means, take breaks, have conversations.. but what I'm asking for will (should..) take a maximum of approx. 8 minutes to accomplish. Heck.. do it right now!! Send it off and be done with me.
Rather, I wait. I'm waiting. Right now. For a 2 paragraph writeup, and a signature. Screw the jpegs. I'll find my own and call it a day. And if I'm lucky, it'll be around Monday afternoon, following another 2 or 3 emails.
Lame. Big time.
Is it not entirely rediculous that I can make phone calls inside my own company, to my own bosses, and be ignored? I don't mean that my messages will be ignored (though that happens as well...). I mean that the call will be immediately forwarded to their blackberry, and they will physically hit 'ignore' on the phone, so as to send me to a voicemail.. which they will then ignore. Note: a normal voicemail will pick up after approx. 5 rings. A blackberry sent to voicemail via 'ignore' will go to voicemail after 1 or 2 rings. nobody sets their desk phone to go to voicemail after 1 ring.
Is it not a problem that I see it as the 'utterly ideal' that I might actually call a co-worker and that the phone would be answered? By a person? With an immediate response to my question?
I called HR yesterday with a question. She said 'ya ya, of course Jonny.. I'll look into that and get right back to you.' The original call was at approx. 9:30am. At approx. 3:00pm, I called HR again. She picked up and said, 'Jonny! Hi.. funny, I was just about to call you..'
Nope. You were not just about to call me.
I get approximately 12 emails a day that read, 'Ya Dennis, I know who you should be talking to. I'll take care of it. Signed, Jeff.' End of sentence. I, of course, am not Dennis. Or Jeff. I scroll down to find another body of text.. presumably the email to which Jeff was responding. It reads, 'Jeff, I need the tapes Marlene mentioned RIGHT NOW. Bring them by? Signed, Dennis.' I scroll down further to find another body of text, which reads, 'Dennis, do you have those tapes we talked about? Signed, Marlene.' Further down..'Marlene, I need the tapes about the moose and the badger. Signed Greg.' And then I say.. 'screw it.' and call up Jeff and ask what he needs.
ugh.
J
One of my main goals for the day, aside from my usual daily archiving and footage request duties, was to finish up with the gathering of information I needed for our entries for the 2008 Gemini Awards, and have the packages for each entry sent off by early afternoon.
It's 3:00pm now. I started the day at 6:30am needing nothing more than a few jpegs for marketing purposes, a 1-page biography from a crew member, and a handful of signatures. Incidentally, I started yesterday needing the same few things. I have yet to accomplish any of the above. Through a combination of not returning my emails, not returning my phone calls, and just generally staying up in carpet city all day (the third floor) the 2 or 3 people who have what I need have managed to shrug me off for approx. 3 days now.
It seems impossible to do anything fast here. It's become standard practice for me to send off an email requesting that I be given permission to purchase something (.. let's say a hundred bucks worth of CD-Rs or something..), then just go out and buy them, and then wait a few days until I finally get the affirmative response before going upstairs to hand in my receipts.
I think people plan their days entirely chronologically with no attention to the efficiency or relative simplicity of simply 'doing some things really quick right now...' For example, it seems extremely odd.. and wearing.. to me that I'll send off an email saying, 'can you do this little 2 paragraph write-up for me so I can send this off in the next hour?' and get the response... 'ohhh... no that's gonna be tomorrow afternoon at the earliest...'
... and then see that person chatting over coffee about their daughter's soccer game with a bunch of co-workers down at the cafeteria.
By all means, take breaks, have conversations.. but what I'm asking for will (should..) take a maximum of approx. 8 minutes to accomplish. Heck.. do it right now!! Send it off and be done with me.
Rather, I wait. I'm waiting. Right now. For a 2 paragraph writeup, and a signature. Screw the jpegs. I'll find my own and call it a day. And if I'm lucky, it'll be around Monday afternoon, following another 2 or 3 emails.
Lame. Big time.
Is it not entirely rediculous that I can make phone calls inside my own company, to my own bosses, and be ignored? I don't mean that my messages will be ignored (though that happens as well...). I mean that the call will be immediately forwarded to their blackberry, and they will physically hit 'ignore' on the phone, so as to send me to a voicemail.. which they will then ignore. Note: a normal voicemail will pick up after approx. 5 rings. A blackberry sent to voicemail via 'ignore' will go to voicemail after 1 or 2 rings. nobody sets their desk phone to go to voicemail after 1 ring.
Is it not a problem that I see it as the 'utterly ideal' that I might actually call a co-worker and that the phone would be answered? By a person? With an immediate response to my question?
I called HR yesterday with a question. She said 'ya ya, of course Jonny.. I'll look into that and get right back to you.' The original call was at approx. 9:30am. At approx. 3:00pm, I called HR again. She picked up and said, 'Jonny! Hi.. funny, I was just about to call you..'
Nope. You were not just about to call me.
I get approximately 12 emails a day that read, 'Ya Dennis, I know who you should be talking to. I'll take care of it. Signed, Jeff.' End of sentence. I, of course, am not Dennis. Or Jeff. I scroll down to find another body of text.. presumably the email to which Jeff was responding. It reads, 'Jeff, I need the tapes Marlene mentioned RIGHT NOW. Bring them by? Signed, Dennis.' I scroll down further to find another body of text, which reads, 'Dennis, do you have those tapes we talked about? Signed, Marlene.' Further down..'Marlene, I need the tapes about the moose and the badger. Signed Greg.' And then I say.. 'screw it.' and call up Jeff and ask what he needs.
ugh.
J
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Power vs. Force
I read something interesting the other day. It was this idea about the difference between 'power' and 'force' when it comes to our response to situations in our lives. When it comes to accomplishing something, we use either power or force to achieve results.
The difference is that 'power' is an internal thing; a source of energy based on a desire to achieve one's maximum potential. 'Force' is an external thing; a source of energy based on attempting to achieve victory over the existant obstacles which stand in the way. Where there is force, there is always a counter-force. A pushback. Every action creates an equal and opposite reaction. Your goal is to pull together enough force to overcome that counter-force. This is an inherently defensive stance. It's a question of 'can I succeed?'.. success, in this case, being measured as the ability to rise above the pushback. The author was suggesting that when a human being thinks along those lines, they are inherently weaker than when they think from a stance of power. He used this example:
Stand with your arm stretched straight out from your body and have somebody push down on that arm while you attempt to resist the push. While doing this, think about a current work or school situation from a position of force. Ask yourself, 'Can I make it? Will I have what it takes to succeed?' Then, do the same drill, but while doing so, get past the concept of achieving success as determined by some human-divised 'system', or success as determined by another person. Rather, think only about the concept of maximizing on your potential, on becoming the human being you were created to be.
He suggests that you will find it much easier, physically, to resist the weight on your arms the second time through based solely on your thoughts.
I want to try to think about this over the next while. I think it's true. When life is happening, I often find myself crippled by attempts to succeed by 'force.' The measuring stick associated with that mindset tends to breed a sense of anxiety and paranoia. By approaching things from a position of 'power', I'm focused only on becoming more 'me'.
A hockey player who is racing after a loose puck thinking only about beating his opponent to the puck will not be as fast as a hockey player who is racing after a loose puck thinking only about reaching his maximum potential speed.
The most powerful person in the world is someone who sees life as an opportunity to become, as opposed to an obstacle to overcome.
J
The difference is that 'power' is an internal thing; a source of energy based on a desire to achieve one's maximum potential. 'Force' is an external thing; a source of energy based on attempting to achieve victory over the existant obstacles which stand in the way. Where there is force, there is always a counter-force. A pushback. Every action creates an equal and opposite reaction. Your goal is to pull together enough force to overcome that counter-force. This is an inherently defensive stance. It's a question of 'can I succeed?'.. success, in this case, being measured as the ability to rise above the pushback. The author was suggesting that when a human being thinks along those lines, they are inherently weaker than when they think from a stance of power. He used this example:
Stand with your arm stretched straight out from your body and have somebody push down on that arm while you attempt to resist the push. While doing this, think about a current work or school situation from a position of force. Ask yourself, 'Can I make it? Will I have what it takes to succeed?' Then, do the same drill, but while doing so, get past the concept of achieving success as determined by some human-divised 'system', or success as determined by another person. Rather, think only about the concept of maximizing on your potential, on becoming the human being you were created to be.
He suggests that you will find it much easier, physically, to resist the weight on your arms the second time through based solely on your thoughts.
I want to try to think about this over the next while. I think it's true. When life is happening, I often find myself crippled by attempts to succeed by 'force.' The measuring stick associated with that mindset tends to breed a sense of anxiety and paranoia. By approaching things from a position of 'power', I'm focused only on becoming more 'me'.
A hockey player who is racing after a loose puck thinking only about beating his opponent to the puck will not be as fast as a hockey player who is racing after a loose puck thinking only about reaching his maximum potential speed.
The most powerful person in the world is someone who sees life as an opportunity to become, as opposed to an obstacle to overcome.
J
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Bands I Should Like (but don't)
I came across an interesting list the other day while randomly perusing the internet. People were discussing the 'Bands I'm supposed to like, but absolutely don't..'
See... modern popular music has a weird stigma attached to it.. sortof an 'insiders' club. Do you ever find yourself listening to records that you don't particularly like, or understand, but trying to force yourself to get into the music based on the fact that everybody around you seems to be raving about it, and thus, you feel like you should too?
So what are yours?
The following are some of mine:
1. U2. I mean, everybody is supposed to love U2 right? Greatest rock band of the modern era.. hit after hit, etc. etc. I like what I see of their live concert footage, and I think I'll end up seeing them someday as a matter of course, but I'll be honest... I own "The Joshua Tree', and 'Vertigo'. I like the first 5 songs of The Joshua Tree, I generally find Vertigo annoying, and I'm always left with an overall sense of... 'what the heck is the big deal with these guys?'
2. The Rolling Stones. These guys are paraded around as one of the greatest rock bands in history. I find them completely unbearable. Jagger's voice is.. well, it is a lot of what it is, and they always strike me as being a sortof quickly assembled high school garage band.
3. Led Zeppelin. Sorry Boombatty. Oh... good gracious. ohhh... mercy mercy. Does it count that I'm falling in love with Robert Plant's duet album with Alison Krauss? (in spite of the fact that I every time he starts doing that yelping repetitious thing over Alison's voice that he always did in Zeppelin, I wanna reach over and backhand him?)
4. All Hip Hop. teehee.. no, but seriously, please read the following Billy Corgan quote: "No, I think there's a tremendous amount of work, but it's inherently a negative expression in my eyes. It values skills that aren't necessary at the end of the day. I thinkn it's done a lot of damage. I think it will be looked upon someday as a sort of embarrassment. I know that's very unpopular." Preach it.
5. Tragically Hip. What is it with Canadians and these guys??
6. Nirvana. I know, I know... timing and uniqueness... but seriously. How many times do I hear Nirvana on the radio? Every day. And how many times do I immediately change the station? Always... unless it's 'Smells Like Teen Spirit', in which case I juice it and air drum like my life depends on it.
And probably the biggest one of all.....
7. Pearl Jam. Not only is Eddie Vedder's voice the original incarnation of all that is evil in terms of that 'Seattle Vocal' sound (Creed, Nickelback, and every other man who sings with his mout half open and his chin jutted out) but these guys' average song length is about 27 minutes. So 'Alive' comes on, and you're like.. oh crap, it's Pearl Jam, so you flip the radio over to CBC radio 2 to get the traffic. 5 minutes later, you flip back only to find that Eddie and the gang are just dropping out of the final triple chorus and sliding straight into that outro section they do on every freaking song, where the one guitar line is just the chorus repeated, and then another guitar is doing a repetitive 3 note solo over top, and then above it all, Eddie is crooning.. 'aawww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhhh, awww huhh, awww huhhh, awww huhh... and then eventually, the guitars mercifully give way, and everything drops down, and just one or two electric guitars are left doing 3 note solos, abeit quieter versions of what preceded them, and so now it's just Eddie, still crooning 'awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh.......'
And I swear, because everybody shares this inexplicable reverance for Pearl Jam, you know those announcers wouldn't DARE step over the end of the song to lead into the traffic report or the upcoming set. No... they just stay the heck away, and wait patiently while Eddie takes us all home.
My goodness.
I'm still alive.. ehhyehhyaaaawwwwhuuhhhh. ohhhhhhh I'm still alive.
But barely.
J
See... modern popular music has a weird stigma attached to it.. sortof an 'insiders' club. Do you ever find yourself listening to records that you don't particularly like, or understand, but trying to force yourself to get into the music based on the fact that everybody around you seems to be raving about it, and thus, you feel like you should too?
So what are yours?
The following are some of mine:
1. U2. I mean, everybody is supposed to love U2 right? Greatest rock band of the modern era.. hit after hit, etc. etc. I like what I see of their live concert footage, and I think I'll end up seeing them someday as a matter of course, but I'll be honest... I own "The Joshua Tree', and 'Vertigo'. I like the first 5 songs of The Joshua Tree, I generally find Vertigo annoying, and I'm always left with an overall sense of... 'what the heck is the big deal with these guys?'
2. The Rolling Stones. These guys are paraded around as one of the greatest rock bands in history. I find them completely unbearable. Jagger's voice is.. well, it is a lot of what it is, and they always strike me as being a sortof quickly assembled high school garage band.
3. Led Zeppelin. Sorry Boombatty. Oh... good gracious. ohhh... mercy mercy. Does it count that I'm falling in love with Robert Plant's duet album with Alison Krauss? (in spite of the fact that I every time he starts doing that yelping repetitious thing over Alison's voice that he always did in Zeppelin, I wanna reach over and backhand him?)
4. All Hip Hop. teehee.. no, but seriously, please read the following Billy Corgan quote: "No, I think there's a tremendous amount of work, but it's inherently a negative expression in my eyes. It values skills that aren't necessary at the end of the day. I thinkn it's done a lot of damage. I think it will be looked upon someday as a sort of embarrassment. I know that's very unpopular." Preach it.
5. Tragically Hip. What is it with Canadians and these guys??
6. Nirvana. I know, I know... timing and uniqueness... but seriously. How many times do I hear Nirvana on the radio? Every day. And how many times do I immediately change the station? Always... unless it's 'Smells Like Teen Spirit', in which case I juice it and air drum like my life depends on it.
And probably the biggest one of all.....
7. Pearl Jam. Not only is Eddie Vedder's voice the original incarnation of all that is evil in terms of that 'Seattle Vocal' sound (Creed, Nickelback, and every other man who sings with his mout half open and his chin jutted out) but these guys' average song length is about 27 minutes. So 'Alive' comes on, and you're like.. oh crap, it's Pearl Jam, so you flip the radio over to CBC radio 2 to get the traffic. 5 minutes later, you flip back only to find that Eddie and the gang are just dropping out of the final triple chorus and sliding straight into that outro section they do on every freaking song, where the one guitar line is just the chorus repeated, and then another guitar is doing a repetitive 3 note solo over top, and then above it all, Eddie is crooning.. 'aawww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhhh, awww huhh, awww huhhh, awww huhh... and then eventually, the guitars mercifully give way, and everything drops down, and just one or two electric guitars are left doing 3 note solos, abeit quieter versions of what preceded them, and so now it's just Eddie, still crooning 'awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh, awww huhh.......'
And I swear, because everybody shares this inexplicable reverance for Pearl Jam, you know those announcers wouldn't DARE step over the end of the song to lead into the traffic report or the upcoming set. No... they just stay the heck away, and wait patiently while Eddie takes us all home.
My goodness.
I'm still alive.. ehhyehhyaaaawwwwhuuhhhh. ohhhhhhh I'm still alive.
But barely.
J
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
A Generation Late
I was born a generation late.
It proves itself time and time again.
Take a moment to peruse the following:
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The above are the artists of my Dad's generation. When our parents look back on their formative years, and smile about those moments, hanging out with friends, grabbing a milkshake from the A&W, brushing off the old turntable, and throwing on an LP, these are the men they are talking about.
When I'm 55, and my son asks, 'Dad, when you were my age, what did you listen to??' I'll smile, look up into the clouds and think back on those glorious moments.. I'll remember the ups and downs, the laughter and the tears... I'll think about the music that moved me, that stretched me to new heights... the music that I loved, with its power to change the world, to spur growth and renewal... and I'll look my son in the eye, and I'll say.. 'son.....
When I was a teenager, I pretty much just listened to James Taylor........
J
It proves itself time and time again.
Take a moment to peruse the following:
I
The above are the artists of my Dad's generation. When our parents look back on their formative years, and smile about those moments, hanging out with friends, grabbing a milkshake from the A&W, brushing off the old turntable, and throwing on an LP, these are the men they are talking about.
When I'm 55, and my son asks, 'Dad, when you were my age, what did you listen to??' I'll smile, look up into the clouds and think back on those glorious moments.. I'll remember the ups and downs, the laughter and the tears... I'll think about the music that moved me, that stretched me to new heights... the music that I loved, with its power to change the world, to spur growth and renewal... and I'll look my son in the eye, and I'll say.. 'son.....
When I was a teenager, I pretty much just listened to James Taylor........
J
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