These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
"That Was Me"
I'm listening to Paul's new CD, Memory Almost Full, and I'm impressed. (Believe it or not, I'm not always impressed. I mean, even I knew "Ebony and Ivory" was crap.)
This is only my second time through the entire thing, but so far my favorite is "That Was Me." It's a legitimate old-time rocker about a legitimate old-time rocker looking back on his life and career. While it's not a self-congratulatory song, it is a self-aware one. His voice gets more raw as he sings that he can't believe that the guy who did all that is the same guy that's (still) singing now, and I believe his "well-waddaya-know" wonder. It's one of those rare songs that manages to be both profound and ... well ... fun.
Nicely done, Sir Paul.
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