Life is a mixed bag, and not everything was better when we were young.
Actually, lots of things were awful, even cruel, when we were young. To deny that, it seems to me, is to fall into what I like to call malignant nostalgia. Rose-colored glasses tend to make your hindsight blurry.
Perhaps even offensive.
THAT'S WHAT is on my mind as another edition of 3 Chords & the Truth goes into the can and onto the Internets. For instance, I think the music from my time back in the day was, overall, pretty damned good. That doesn't mean it all was . . . God, no! A lot of it was crap.
Same goes for today. There's a lot of crap on the radio -- and on Spotify or whatever, There's also a lot of amazingly good stuff which, as was true to a lesser degree when I was young, can be less in your face and might take a little effort to connect with.
But the thing about the Big Show is that we celebrate the good. The bad, we don't mess with.
That, methinks, is all that needs to be said here. Really, it's time to get to the music now.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
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