#261 It's The End Of The World As We Know It, And I Feel Fine!
Well, it's been a great run and, hey, if I don't see or hear from you tomorrow, have a Merry Oblivion, since, as we are all well aware, the world is supposed to end.
Or not.
I tend to side with The Nots actually. You know, those 99.9999% of us who are sane enough to realize that, duh, there is no scientific evidence that the world is going to end tomorrow.
Is the world going to end? I have no doubt that it will. Will its end occur tomorrow? I have no doubt that it won't. We were all born and we are all going to die; so it goes with worlds, though over a much, much longer scale of time.
And, quite frankly, if the world were to come to an end, it's very likely that we would already have found at least an inkling of evidence to support such a wild hypothesis. Something, say, like an asteroid slamming into the earth at unimaginable speed and energy levels. An E.L.E. An "extinction-level event" if you will. Yeah, yeah, I know you know what I'm talking about, you saw "Deep Impact" (good movie) and you may have seen "Armageddon" (awful movie).
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Going through old scrapbooks of mine, I stumbled upon something amazing: some sort of home-made charts of the music we used to listen to way back in the day. These particular charts happened to be a list - by consensus - of what we thought were the greatest songs of 1972 (and other years). I'm actually quite shocked at how prescient we were, way back then. It seems musical tastes do not so much change as they slowly mature and ferment, like an exceptionally good vintage.
Looking back, what I appreciate most about those innocent times was the amazing amount of time we had as kids to fill with whatever the heck we wanted. Endless afternoons; endless weekends; endless summers. Nothing was ever scheduled; everything was spur of the moment. And a huge chunk of that time was spent listening to music. Of course I'm biased, but I was lucky to come of age at a time when the greatest rock music of all time was being made. And it seems so quaint now to realize that all of our music was vinyl, played on a turntable, and at the mercy of the quality of the needle on the arm. Now, any music you want is merely a few mouseclicks away.
The funny thing about The Great Moments In Life is that you are almost never aware of them when they are actually happening to you. However, on those rare occasions when you can step back and realize that Something Very Special Is Happening, the memories of those times gets branded into your brain. That was exactly the way it was with me, when I stumbled onto a treasure trove of the most amazing music from the 1960s and 1970s, back when I was far too young to truly appreciate it. I knew it was important even then. Just hanging out with my best friend, taking the time to explore each and every album in the massive record collection of his older brother.
And here are the new artists and albums for the month of December:
So, this month will be the last in this series. It's been a ton of fun, but it's high time to get back to the enormous backlog of caselaw round-ups, which will be coming back with a vengeance very soon. I'll always be listening to as much music as I can get my hands and ears on, but it is just too time-consuming to keep track of it all here. All you have to do is tune in to 102.7 WEQX, out of Manchester, Vermont - or go visit them online at
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If I had to pick a favorite month, by default, it would have to be December, since it contains Christmas, my birthday, the end of the year, and - usually - lots of snow and, if you're particularly lucky, a snow day or two. December is the month of hearth and home. December is also a month of twin dichotomies: of biting cold and searing warmth, of marvelous kitchen smells and no smells at all, thanks to stuffy noses. It's the month that forces you inside for most of your daily life. And, when outside, it's a month that teaches you to respect nature. It's a month that can scare the bejesus out of you, if you're not careful. And how many teenagers that you know can be called "careful"?
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