Then came a series of questions about rock music, meant, I'm sure, to be my downfall.
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Then came a series of questions about rock music, meant, I'm sure, to be my downfall.
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Was the song meant to instill a false sense of pride in his students, or a fever dream of a school where he’d really like to teach?
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Would you destroy a piano to make a music video? Keith Emerson would.
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They were all cute, a mix of golden retriever and German shepherd, but she was the cutest, a fluffy round ball of fur.
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Then someone said, "You guys get up there." Bud and I looked at each other. Why the hell not?
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The words roll off my tongue despite years of disuse, their rhythm like music, like chant; like Ginsberg, like Dylan.
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The wait seemed interminable, but the later our birthday was called, the less chance we had of being drafted.
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Even by tenth grade, Amy had developed, like Scarlett, the ability to dangle young men from her fingertips. I dangled gladly.
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Craig gained additional notoriety in 1990 when he appeared in newspaper ads modeling Calvin Klein briefs—and nothing else.
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Only now does the sheer phallic audacity of that picture make me chuckle.
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Top Forty
Prompted By What We Listened To
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Then came a series of questions about rock music, meant, I'm sure, to be my downfall.
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The Chaney Clocks
Prompted By My First Paycheck
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Was the song meant to instill a false sense of pride in his students, or a fever dream of a school where he’d really like to teach?
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Remembering Keith Emerson
Prompted By Vacations
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Written in response to The Great Sea Rescue
Would you destroy a piano to make a music video? Keith Emerson would.
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Truffle
Prompted By Pets
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They were all cute, a mix of golden retriever and German shepherd, but she was the cutest, a fluffy round ball of fur.
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Have Guitars, Will Travel
Prompted By Vacations
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Then someone said, "You guys get up there." Bud and I looked at each other. Why the hell not?
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Saying Kaddish
Prompted By Faith
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The words roll off my tongue despite years of disuse, their rhythm like music, like chant; like Ginsberg, like Dylan.
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Conscientious Objector
Prompted By The Draft & Vietnam
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The wait seemed interminable, but the later our birthday was called, the less chance we had of being drafted.
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Scarlett O’Hara and Me
Prompted By Teenager in Love
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Even by tenth grade, Amy had developed, like Scarlett, the ability to dangle young men from her fingertips. I dangled gladly.
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Roger and His Calvins
Prompted By What We Wore
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Craig gained additional notoriety in 1990 when he appeared in newspaper ads modeling Calvin Klein briefs—and nothing else.
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Art Lessons
Prompted By Art and Art Museums
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Only now does the sheer phallic audacity of that picture make me chuckle.
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