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Preview: Time Capsule 1969:
A 60-Something Looks Back At The 60s

So…

This is what I have been working for (I hesitate to admit) the past year or so…

It started when I went into the basement last winter to see if I still had an ‘off-the-air’ tape recording I made in 1966 of Arlo Guthrie performing “Alice’s Restaurant” – a year before the record [Spotify] was released.

When I opened the big Rubbermaid tub where I thought I’d find the old reel-to-reel recording, I also found the journals that I started keeping in the spring of 1969 – a record of my last months in high school and my first year of college (though not, really) at the end of a very tumultuous decade.

The timing was providential. For a while, my personal guru (OK, my therapist for the past 20+ years) had been encouraging to “tell your own story…” And there was the beginnings of it, in a set of three-ring, loose-leaf binders.

So that’s what I have been doing… spending as much time as I can transcribing those journals into a word-processor-on-steroids called ‘Scrivener‘ and slicing and dicing and massaging and compiling and trying to come up with a story.

A few months ago I published (to Medium.com) a few installments that were drawn from the notes I made during and after two days and nights at a little music festival in the summer of 1969 called “Woodstock.” (Actually, it was called ‘The Aquarian Exposition’, and it didn’t really happen in Woodstock, but, hey, who’s counting?) Read the resulting account starting here:

Whatever Happened To The Age of Aquarius?

Last week I added several new installments, what I imagine will be the first three chapters once this enterprise finds it way in to some kind ‘book*’ form:

Preface: A 60-Something Looks Back At The 60s

Chapter 1: Suspension – In which I get sent to the principal’s office – with about two dozen of my classmates

Chapter 2: Admission – Destiny fulfilled, I get in to a college.

There are some other links on the home page for the project, TimeCapsule1969.com

In addition to the initial incarnation as a ‘book’ of some kind, I also keep imagining this project manifesting as some kind of stage show, with readings from the book and performances of some of the music that provided the soundtrack of the period.

With that in mind, as I’ve worked on this project I’ve been compiling and listening to a Spotify-based playlist of some of the music I listened to during the period I’m writing about. A lot of these are the songs I figured out when I was learning how to play guitar (starting in 1966); a lot of them I can still play, and those are the songs I’d perform along with readings from ‘the book.’

Whether you’re a refugee from that period or curious millennial, I think you’ll find a lot to listen to in this playlist:

I have been adding new tracks to this list on a fairly regular basis. At present it’s almost 150 songs and more than 9 hours. If you are a Spotify subscriber, subscribe to the list and you’ll be notified when I find new things to add to it.

And if you’re interested in following this work as it unfolds, use the form in the sidebar to the right of this post to subscribe to my “Weekly Digest.

I am publishing the material that I’ve got so far for the sake of soliciting some feedback, to see if any of my stories resonate with a potential readership. It’s really easy for me to think the worst of my own work, so if anybody finds it worth the time and effort, it would kick my ass a little to know that’s the case.

Now then, where was I?

Oh yeah, just arriving at the George Washington University in September 1969… hmmm… who’s that pretty red-head…

Nashville Sold Its Soul – To the NFL

The $300-million white elephant on the banks of the Cumberland.

There have been a LOT of lamentations lately about how Nashville has “lost its soul” in the face of rapid destruction and development.

This morning I woke up to some insight on where that all started. I have posted the results of those rumination over on Medium.com:

Money quote:

Read between the lines and you’ll realize that since 1997, Nashville is the only city in these United States that has obtained an NFL franchise where there was none before.

So if the problems besetting Nashville — this loss of the city’s “soul” — seem more acute than those of other cities… perphaps that’s your explanation.

Read the full text: Nashville Sold Its Soul – To The NFL

Somebody Likes Purple

glasgow street purple

Partly since I have no idea when I’ll ever get back there again, I’ve been going through some of the photos from my last trip to the UK in October, 2014.

I spent the first few days on this trip in Glasgow, mostly because I wanted to see Glasgow Cathedral after learning of its architectural semblance to the Rosslyn Chapel (which was a pivotal factor in this whole quest, for reasons that I’ve outlined elsewhere).

But I didn’t really feel comfortable the whole time I as in Glasgow. I stayed at a nice enough AirBnB not far from the Cathedral, but the city doesn’t have the kind of visual focus that Edinburgh has around its looming castle. I took the open-air, double-decker bus tour, I could see it was a vibrant and creative place, but personally I just never quite connected with it.

Nevertheless, I made a few attempts to capture some of its essence. I put on my “street photographer” hat a few times, and this is one of the results:

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Just How Bad Is It?

If you recognize these people, you're a "boomer."

If you recognize these people, you’re a “boomer.”

So, there’s been a lot of shit in the news lately. I have not had a whole lot to say about it.

But last night just before I went to bed, a friend posed a question on Facebook:

I am not old enough to recall another time in my life when I was so profoundly and regularly struck by how fucked up the world seems. For those with the blessing of decades greater than my own, has this happened before? Do you recall times like this? If so, how and when did it pass?

I actually found myself pondering that query as I fell asleep, and it was fresh on my mind when I woke up this morning.

So here is my answer to David, posted as an essay on Medium.com. I’ll leave it there so I don’t have to monitor/edit multiple copies.

The Great Nashville Sunset – Weds Nov 18

You would have had to be dead or blind to miss the sunset that blanketed Nashville the evening of Wednesday, September 18. It has been raining most of the day, and the storm cleared just as the sun was going down, and the resulting visuals were pretty impressive in whatever direction you looked.

The first thing I saw as I came out of “my Starbucks” in Belle Meade was the very unusual cloud formations to the east. So I ran to the car, got my camera and a wide angle lens and started shooting. Being in a parking lot, I didn’t have a whole lot to work with in the way of foregrounds, so I pretty much just shot the sky.

So here’s what it looked like to the east:
..and this is what it looked like to the west, looking straight into the setting sun:
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As the evening wore on, the social media lit up with photos from all over the city. The “event” was so widely covered that the next day the Tennsseean ran a post on their website with some of the photos they’d found.
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Last night’s epic sunset in Nashville, TN
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Autumn at the Faerie Pools

No, I’m not in Scotland. Didn’t get across the pond this year. <*sigh*>
We have a digital photo frame on the counter in our kitchen, and it plays a continuous rotation of photos from our trip to Scotland in October, 2012.
I saw this one a couple of days ago and it reminded me that fall is mostly faded now. Here’s a glimpse of how the season looked back in that October, at an area on the Isle of Skye called the Faerie Pools:

The Faerie Pools – Isle Of Skye, Scottish Highlands
As fall fades… A look back at October, 2012 @IsleOSkye @visitscotland
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My Obligatory Autumn Photo…

…with a barn and a tree.

It was also along the Blue Ridge Parkway in Virginia.

So I was just driving along the Blue Ridge Parkway last week, when I saw this little barn… and this big, red, tree…

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