Music; Making Time Stand Still

by Mr. Schnell

An important goal during my productive working years was to avoid the ivory tower crowd. The graveyard shift offered the best solution. Generally comprised of a skeleton crew of like minded suit and tie phobia cohorts tasked with keeping the place afloat until the arrival of day shift’s ambitious, ladder climbing, bean counters (whose primary job was justifying their jobs and over burdening productive employees with distractive, time consuming busy work and red tape).

Another third shift perk was driving to work in the evening. There is far less traffic and plenty of parking. Day shifters fight rush hour traffic coming and going and jockey for parking spots every single day. Rush hour road warriors never arrive with a smile. Their daily pissing contest begins.

Heading home you couldn’t blast the smile from our faces.

Those were the good old days … before Corona Virus.

Now everyday is about inept government officials, social distancing, and good handwashing. Need a break?

Stuck at home. Tired of reading, don’t want to take another nap, feeling kinda gloomy? Need a lift?

Time to escape. One song at a time.

But it is raining. Dark overcast, storming on and off. Time to music surf the internet on the old desktop computer in the geriatric man cave.

Where do I begin? Where I always begin. Watch the rain while logging on to YouTube and Crosby, Stills, and Nash. “Southern Cross“

Look out the window, kick back, crank up the volume. The music and lyrics take over. Memories, old friends, good times are conjured up. Pure escapism…

Fast Car by Tracy Chapman

Enjoy watching her play guitar and singing in Oakland Coliseum in 1988

Wild Fire by Michael Murphy

Ripplin’ Waters by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

“And you make me feel fine, warm as the mountain sunshine”

(I love this song and the video).

I Know Why The River Runs by Lee Ann Womack

“I know why the river runs through, to a place far away…”

Someone I Used to Know by Gotye

Come Monday by Jimmy Buffett

“I spent four lonely days in a brown L-A haze…

What a great reprieve. Try it.