I know this is unrelated to most things I write about
I am not normally gaga over famous people
John Lennon was different
I was very little when I heard the Beatles for the first time.
Their music was constantly playing
on my Mom's AM radio in the kitchen
I would sit on the breezeway or play in the yard,
but not so far away from the kitchen door
that I couldn't hear the radio.
looks really close....seriously
My Mom had the radio tuned to WRKO most of time
music would be playing everyday
while she did housework
she would turn it up....
That wonderful Rickenbacker sound
would crack through the air straight into my little soul
& not having any of those insecurities
that I would have as I got older
I would immediately stand up,
attempting to do the twist,
singing at the top of my lungs.....
Oh yeah I
Tell ya something...
I think you'll understand
When I say that something...
I wanna hold your hand
According to my Parents
When we would stand to sing in church
I would sing the same thing.....
Being born in 1963
my generation started off
knowing extreme sadness
by seeing it felt by a Nation...
By the time I was 10 years old
JFK had been Assasinated
Bobby Kennedy Killed
Martin Luther King Killed
Richard Nixon & Watergate
ruined my family's trust in the presidency. AND
through a childs mind
the nightly news was just
pictures of young men moving through a jungle, the reading of body counts
& men with microphones asking these
poor souls about the loss of their youth.
for me had always been
my cool hippy representation of Love Peace HOPE
I did cry when the Beatles broke up
but I knowingly took John's hand as he lead me
into knowing who HE was
without the Beatles.
I was a senior in high school
when he was killed in front of his home
I heard about it on my radio the next morning
while I was busy with my curling iron
turning my hair into a Farah Flip.
The Words Were Spoken,
The Limited Details Given,
as they went to commercial.
I sat motionless.....
The DJ's voice returned repeating the news then adding....
"Someone has just called making a request," he said
"he's asked me to play this song
because today the music has died"
eyes burning I heard Don McLean
"A long long time ago I can still remember how that
music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could
make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February
made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I
couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about
his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music
It has been said.......
That Mine is the "Cynical Generation"