During the summer season in Reno, NV the city has program called Art Town Down Town. There are craft shows and a BBQ cook off, concerts in the park on Friday, movie in the park on Thursday nights. They have dance reviews and plays. And every year a group comes and performs Rocky Horror Picture Show. We all bring our roll of TP and popcorn and a newspaper and a squirtgun. If you know anything about this show than the last sentence of course makes sense. The rest of you should go see the show at least once. We dress up like one of the characters and of course bring a feast of goodies to nibble on. Oh and lets not forget the booze. We all had our secret bottle of something special we concocted to wet our whistle. Whether we could whistle after drinking it…..well I don’t think we every tried to!
One of the concerts featured Tod Snider, who’s music I love. Afterward we went to this bar. We had heard a rumer that Tod was gonna show up and play some. We sat down and a gal got up on stage and introduced herself and her band. Amy Rigby was her name. She was great. The song that is playing is on the CD that I bought.
Have you ever listened to an old song, or new, and all of a sudden feel something go through you. A kind of de ja vu. When I hear this song I almost feel like I am traveling backwards in time. It’s the words, they are all about my life…my past. Things I’ve done, the way I lived and expressed myself. It’s also the music. Almost hypnotic, don’t you think?
There are a lot of songs that do that to me. Gosh, every song the Beatles wrote can make time stand still. Can you imagine what it is like for Paul McCatrney to be listening to the radio and hear himself singing a song from the 60’s. Well maybe it just makes him realize how old he is. LOL!!!
I know this song, Summer of My Wasted Youth, makes me think about all the crazy thing I’ve done. The good and the bad. There was lot’s of bad. I have made so many bad decisions. The word "decision" doesn’t quite fit. My life was so spontaneous. Situations just appeared and then dissappeared in a blink of an eye. Then it was too late. I already found myself doing things I knew I shouldn’t do. Even the word "knew" doesn’t fit. What I knew was irrelevant, all situations were brand new to me and my curriosity got the best of me.
I used to be so athletic, running, jumping, swimming,oh and dare I say…..I’ll whisper….sex all day, every day!….But not today. I can barely touch my toes and if I walk up hill I will run out of breath. No running or jumping, it would hurt my old bones to do that. I just seems like yesterday, at first. Then after pondering the past it slips further further and further away.
And now my daily, (God I hate to use this word), routine has no room for spontanaity. Same old same old! I remember having an idea pass through my brain and BAM, my bags would be packed with my favorite jeans and a couple of shirts and I was gone. No socks, no panties and certainly no bra. Just my bell bottom hip huggers and embroidered shirts. I walk into work and my high school closet of clothes is hanging on the racks to be sold. Ahhh the circle of fashion. So now I am impatiently waiting for the circle of life to make its rounds.
Well now that Jeff bought this motercycle I am thinking that rebellion is still in me and just resting……from the bordem of my daily routine. Don’t worry I’m not going to become a pothead and wear dreadlocks and march topless in protest of the war. But to travel the states on a motercycle and go to Sturgess, OOOOHHH and drive through the mountains when the leaves changs color, now that sounds great.
I have worked for a carnival, hitchhiked from Washington State to Southern California, I slept in the park with the homeless and bathed in the Sacramento river, BRRRR that was cold, I used to hustle the pool tables in the beer and wine bars of Torrence, CA, I was a drug addict, did all that stuff you do to stay in drugs, played poker for a living, been married three times, I was in prison ministry preaching the gospel on the streets of Reno and in the jails. And now my life is so uninteresting. Soooo…..I will become a "biker Babe" HA HA HA Well, I’m going to have to make my next song on my site be "Born To Be Wild"
Pam