October 1973: I was floating around the living room of Ronnie Lane’s house listening to Pink Floyd’s “Dark Side of the Moon” for the first time. Those David Gilmour guitar lines. The alarm clocks. The crazy guy laughing in the background. I knew I was listening to something new, something amazing, something old folks could never comprehend. The album paused while Ronnie flipped it over (it was called an LP. You had to be there, I guess.) The first song on the second side was “Money.” Crazy cash register sound effect. Amazing bass line. Written in 7/4 time, which I’m fairly certain was illegal at the time. Used the term “Money it’s a hit, don’t give me that do goody good bullshit.” I was glad to be young. This was a song that was ours.

October 2010: We’re in a Michael’s craft store. Our town doesn’t have a real art store, so Mo is scrounging there for some acceptable Arches watercolor board. On the store’s Muzak, I hear the bass line coming across, like seeing your high school girlfriend walking down the aisle. It’s “Money.” The smattering of women looking for stencils and beads seem totally unaffected. We listen long enough to see if they bleep out the lyric. They do not. I wish I were back in a time where that would have been a triumph. Now it just seems sad.

The music of my youth is now the soundtrack for my craft store. Run, rabbit, run …

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3 Responses to Time

  1. sassafras says:

    2 things I know for sure ….. 60’s and 70’s the time of great muscle cars and music……
    everything since is just bad reproductions

  2. tosuperstar says:

    Remember it well! Money, it’s a crime, share it fairly, but don’t take a slice of my pie. Sounds like 2010 Conservative theme song.

  3. ERG says:

    Don’t want to freak you out, but I wasn’t born for another year when that album came out. I identify more with the “wall” album.
    I wonder what the song I hear will be when I get that feeling you got in Michael’s.

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