Old Man on Old School Friday

This weeks Old School Fri­day is “family pic­nic bar­be­cue or reunion”.

Dis­tinct parts — we call them sects — of my family are into dif­fe­rent things. At one end, the end for which Tee­to­ta­lism is not an option, someone would ine­vi­tably start, à la Beetle Juice, to sing the banana boat song. On another branch one might have to lis­ten to a cello pla­yer with little talent, the offs­pring of a family mem­ber who star­ted repro­du­cing young in order to ful­fill their life­long dream of con­duc­ting an orchestra.

Old Man works for me in a “this isn’t a party it’s a reflec­tion” way. This is a good per­for­mance of this song, and one I hadn’t come upon until tonight.

If someone star­ted with Neil Young we’d ine­vi­tably end up in Neil Young never land, lis­te­ning to hours of every song Neil Young ever wrote, inc­lu­ding Ohio and Mr Soul — I love that song. And my father would cer­tainly head over to the Stephen Stills column and sing Four and Twenty, it was, as I’ve told you all too many times for you to want to hear again, the only lullaby my father ever sang to me, and he sang it every time he roc­ked me to sleep.

OSF spon­so­red by Opi­nio­na­ted Black Woman and Mrs Gra­pe­vine

The pla­yers:

Elec­tro­nic Village | Kim | Kevin — A Slant Truth | Mar­cus LANGFORD | irie­gal | John | CC Groovy | Krea­tive Talk | Regina | Viv­rant Thing | AJ | Belei­ver 1964 | SJP | Bklyn­Queen 86 | Hey Shae | Mal­colm
| There Already

Peace

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