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All Aboard the Young Nostalgia Train. Next Stop: The Past
Neil Young has made a career out of nostalgia, even from the start he was longing for the past and making us jones along with him. Sugar Mountain is one of his earliest songs, and is a lament for his lost youth, written just after he became unable to visit his favorite teeny bopper joint […]
MoreOld Lady Mojo Not Rising
A very nice young man called me “young lady”. It was ironic. I cried. I mean I can see calling a 90 year old ancient one, “young lady” and it is cute. Awww…look you made her giggle. But dude…dude. It hurt. I am decades off being eligible for that joke! Decades! Man do I look […]
MoreDear World
So…I can fish, I used to be able to shoot pretty straight, just at clay pigeons, I can wrangle a horse and start a good safe campfire when weather allows. I can get a tick out safely as possible, and have been known to put a screaming injured rabbit out of it’s misery. In short. […]
MoreThe Quiet Desperation of Middle Age
There is no way around it, people, I am OLD. I mean not officially elderly, pass me the sherry and some comfortable slacks, but you know…not young, and for someone who personified youth rebellion, who raged at the world and pogoed her way into and out of punk-frequented bars and drug culture, getting old is […]
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