I should not be writing this down now as I am writing exams, but Diana jogged my memory. So here it is.
I grew up largely ignorant of popular music. It was pretty much in college that I discovered the rock and roll standards. I bought Pink Floyd, Aerosmith, Led Zeppelin and The Rolling Stones, soaking it all up my freshman year. I borrowed a tape of a late Beatles collection from a friend and listened to it late at night and I dreamed....
......I dreamed that The Beatles, or some of them at least, played a concert. Perhaps John wasn’t there, was he already dead? After the concert, when the audience was gone, I went backstage, and there was George, waiting for me. He took me out a back way to a sunny terraced garden, full of flowers, and he looked hard at me and told me the things I would need to know in life, the ways and secrets. I suddenly realized I was dreaming and I was horrified. What he was telling me was so very profound and important! I would forget it as soon as I woke up! I scrabbled around for a something to write with and scribbled down the meaning of life and the secrets to living it well with a stub of a pencil on a fragment of paper. George patiently repeated and waited while I wrote. When we were done I clutched the paper tightly in my hand, and awoke fingers gripped in a tight fist around nothing.
The secrets were lost.
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How was it you grew up free of pop music? A friend at work grew up without ever seeing a movie. I think he is now more discriminating than the rest of us. Recently I listened to the complete songs of Ella Fitzgerald. They really had some awful songs in the thirties along with the great ones we still sing.
My family were all classical music fans. The house was full of music all the time. I played viola in more than one orchestra. My mother's grandfather had been a violin maker. I was not a terribly social kid, so I just wasn't exposed much. A little, yes. I knew some, but not much. I also grew up mostly without TV. We had one for a couple of years when I was small. My parents didn't like it, and gave it away.
damn!!! I need to know those secrets...
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