When did people start ending every conversation with “be safe. Keep yourself safe”? Am I the only one that wonders when it was decided that we are living in a time of war or zombie attacks? And why is it so incredibly sad to know that the enemy we’re being cautioned against is a disease too often spread to us by our own loved ones and ‘friends’?
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A little bit of my childhood died this week when Davy Jones of the Monkees passed away of a heart attack. And it died for a lot of people, unfortunately. It was another reminder that pop culture and reality is being dismantled one memory at a time by the grim reaper. And we cried. But do we cry for Davy or ourselves? Maybe a bit of both, I suppose.
“Let us die young or let us live forever
We don’t have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music’s for the sad men….”
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Bullseye Records of Canada
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 