Month: January 2022

Music…

In the Air Tonight

Face Value

Phil Collins
and Words

I can feel it coming in the air tonight, (Oh lord)
And I’ve been waiting for this moment, for all my life, (Oh lord)
Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, (Oh lord)

Well, if you told me you were drowning
I would not lend a hand
I’ve seen your face before my friend
But I don’t know if you know who I am

Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.

It was 1984 and a great many of us stayed home on Friday evenings or we alternatively set the timer on the VCR to record a television show.  That’s right, a television show, but it was no ordinary television show.  It was a delicious marriage of wickedness, style, music, and tropical paradise.  This show was Miami Vice, even the name spoke of tropical paradise and wickedness.

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Music…

The Show

Lenka

Lenka
and Words

I’m just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don’t know where to go, can’t do it alone
I’ve tried and I don’t know why

Slow it down, make it stop or else my heart is going to pop
‘Cause it’s too much, yeah it’s a lot to be something I’m not
I’m a fool out of love ’cause I just can’t get enough

Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.

It was 1982 when I first became interested in baseball.  I was fourteen at the time and for many years baseball was simply the hard wall that officially signaled the end of the Saturday morning cartoons.  A few times I watched as the games started in these impossibly green fields and abundant sunshine.  I learned some of the terms through mere absorption; much like I learned the names of historically good teams like the Yankees and the Dodgers.  In fact, the Dodgers defeated the Yankees just the year before.

This year a little team dared to dream; the Atlanta Braves had endured many miserable years of poor baseball.  In 1981 they finished next to last in the National League West division.  Consequently, they had no reason to believe that they’d do any better, except that they did.

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