When it comes to rock, I'm pretty retro. The music from 1965 to 1975 is what I'm talking about. The music was original and complex. Not a bunch of no-talent performers fading in with their back-up singers. Not computer-generated. Not a bunch of stupid tough-guy rhymes shouted by low-life cheerleaders.
And the lyrics weren't dumb. They meant something. And they related to an intense time of my life, when I had just returned to "the world" from a combat zone. Imagine going out in the hot sun looking for people who want to kill you, every day for a year. What kind of music would work for that?
For me, it was this. "We have got to get ourselves back to the garden..."
Bob, thanks for the link!
Post by Dennis E. Coates, Ph.D., Copyright 2011. Building Personal Strength .
Amen! Back when music was good.
ReplyDeleteThe best! I guess "young' needs a mention as an integral member of The band ?
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