Before Facebook & Snapchat, before marriages & mortgages, before legal age & legal you know, before paychecks & taxes, and even before the Internet, dinosaurs roamed the dystopian earth in black and white. Before the world that we will never forget, all we had was youth, opportunity & time. We lived like there was no tomorrow, because we didn’t know if tomorrow would ever come.
We faced death at every turn of our path; death from nuclear missiles, the Vietnam war, the draft, and death from drugs, fast cars and alcohol. We lived in a world much like the drivers training film we were forced to watch - Red Asphalt 3. We lived fast, angry, boring times, separated by beautiful moments of ecstasy.
But what did we do with all that time? Well, we were young, restless and bored, so sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll mostly. The music was loud, face melting, analog mind bending rock ‘n roll. ‘Only the good die young’, they said, and for us, so for us, there was no tomorrow, only today. And for those brief moments in time, we were immortal.
And then, those glorious moments faded into a blurred reality of responsibility, instant messages, braces and healthcare bills, college tuition and nursing homes, track homes and career tracks, rat races & ultimate exhaustion.
If I had a time machine, young blood, I would close my eyes and travel back to that land before time in a heartbeat. Looking back, life, as we knew it then, it was good my friend. It was very good.
But as Blind Faith said,
'Come down off your throne and leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting so long
Somebody holds the key
But I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
Come down on your own and leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years
Somebody holds the key
But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
Still I can't find my way home
And I ain't done nothing wrong
But I can't find my way home..'
~Steve Windwood
We faced death at every turn of our path; death from nuclear missiles, the Vietnam war, the draft, and death from drugs, fast cars and alcohol. We lived in a world much like the drivers training film we were forced to watch - Red Asphalt 3. We lived fast, angry, boring times, separated by beautiful moments of ecstasy.
But what did we do with all that time? Well, we were young, restless and bored, so sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll mostly. The music was loud, face melting, analog mind bending rock ‘n roll. ‘Only the good die young’, they said, and for us, so for us, there was no tomorrow, only today. And for those brief moments in time, we were immortal.
And then, those glorious moments faded into a blurred reality of responsibility, instant messages, braces and healthcare bills, college tuition and nursing homes, track homes and career tracks, rat races & ultimate exhaustion.
If I had a time machine, young blood, I would close my eyes and travel back to that land before time in a heartbeat. Looking back, life, as we knew it then, it was good my friend. It was very good.
But as Blind Faith said,
'Come down off your throne and leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting so long
Somebody holds the key
But I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
Come down on your own and leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years
Somebody holds the key
But I can't find my way home
But I can't find my way home
Still I can't find my way home
And I ain't done nothing wrong
But I can't find my way home..'
~Steve Windwood
