We Haven’t Moved in Forty Years
It was 40 years ago today-ish that Sgt Pepper was going on about how it was 20 years ago today. That’s to say, the “Summer of Love” is 40 years old: It’s as long ago today as the summer of flappers and charlestons and bootleg gin was back in 1967. But, boomers being the most self-absorbed generation in history, we’re going to be living with boomer pop culture until the very last one keels over at the age of 130 singing “Give Peace A Chance”. So we might as well get used to it.
My melancholy can sink no lower.
Although it is an awfully interesting exposition of the song, even if I did tire of it by about the fifth grade.
July 23rd, 2007 at 8:36 am
Although it is an awfully interesting exposition of the song, even if I did tire of it by about the fifth grade.
I respectfully request ninme is a no more post on this thread.
July 23rd, 2007 at 10:24 am
What why? It’s a repetitive song. His voice gets on my nerves. And, as we haven’t moved in forty years, even a ten-year-old can hear a thirty-year-old song so many times that she gets sick of it.
July 24th, 2007 at 11:08 am
It ages me too much to say.
July 30th, 2007 at 2:11 am
Forty years since The Monkees’s “Alternative Title”. Now there’s a song that brings it all back.