Bonding


I was what
12 or 13
yeah something like that
definitely still wet behind the ears
but it was something about that moment
man when they started playing
“After the Love is Gone”
they swayed
back and forth
and singing along
yeah I was still a child
but it was then
that very moment
when I started appreciating real music
(even though my brothers and I laughed at our parents dancing)

So now,
some thirty something years later
gray hair (not a lot . . . at least that’s what I tell myself)
aching bones
and all
I sit down with my son
and explain to him that that stuff he listens to
yada yada
rap this with language I don’t use
that that isn’t real music
no, real music is the old stuff
the kind that made you move
and when you sung along
you knew what the artist was talking about
and he responded,
“But dad, the music I listen does make me move and I know what they’re saying”

Ok, so now I’m baffled
or more so
stuck on stupid
“How can you understand a thing they’re saying?”
“Pops you’re just old”
and as I think to back in the day . . . yeah we did laugh at our parents
but the music was still good . . . “Old??!!!?!!!”

Wow, a friend and I were just talking about the song After The Love Is Gone, tonight..Synhronicity...Cool seeing you mentioning it in your write Mig...Or is it freaky..?...haha...