|Have a dread new year
||[Jan. 1st, 2007|12:20 am]
So I was born in 1957 which is now officially 50 years ago. I'm not actually 50 until August, but damn that's old.|
On the other hand, I have fun, I do interesting stuff, I have a family I love. No complaints. My kids are almost grown so they no longer need diaper changes and such. My brother Sean just had a baby, and a lot of my raver and musician friends are having kids, so they're going through what I went through starting in the Reagan administration. Suckers!
It seems like a huge number of people I admired died last year. One no one else seems to mention is Joseph Hill of the roots reggae band Culture. He played Iowa City 5 or 6 years ago and was maybe the most charismatic performer I've ever seen. I'm not down with Rastafari theology, but if you saw Joseph Hill perform, there's no way you didn't feel the spirit in the room.
I'm feeling like things are getting pretty apocalyptical these days, with war, and global warming and religious wingnuts running the country. This is another year ending in seven, like my birth year, like 1977, the year of two sevens clash. Here's my prayer that all we us humans start to work through these tribulations in the new year.
What a liv an bamba yay when the two sevens clash!