For this, I raided my dad’s books. More to come!
Lifemanship: Music man, maverick
Here to stay…
Rain in the doorway,
the day the music died
…don’t look back.
This post by writer Erin Harris speaks for itself, so I won’t spend too much time here recapping it, because she already said it the way I think about it in my head.
Once you’re done parsing that, head over here to her post, and be prepared for an abundance of songs and equally melodious writing around that often-tricky concept: That it’s okay that musicians draw upon what’s come before them to push us forward a little more.
In fact, I’d look askance at a musician who didn’t acknowledge their influences. Because that’s what’s so wonderful about music. From the spheres to our ears, it keeps growing and evolving even as you can hear echoes of its forebears all down the line.
Great piece, Erin.
Since it wasn’t in Fallout 3…
Yep, that’s my YouTube channel. 🙂
Here is a smattering of the lyrics:
“Glow, little glow worm, fly of fire,
Glow like an incandescent wire,
Glow for the female of the species,
Turn on the AC and the DC,
This night could use a little brightnin’
Light up, you little old bug of lightnin’
When you gotta glow, you gotta glow,
Glow, little glow worm, glow!”
And here is more about the Mills Brothers, who are one of my favorite vocal groups.
What do you think?