Kansas - Carry On My Wayward Son (live)
(Thanks Betamax for the tip)
bagoh20 said...
"When I was a teen, my friends and I were into drinking tall boys and consuming
virtually anything else intoxicating and driving around the hills of western
Pennsylvania with music blasting and smoke billowing. One of the eclectic mix of
music we were into included Kansas. 70's kids loved their Prog Rock.
In
about 2 weeks I'm gong back to Pittsburgh to hook up with about 30 friends from
back then, including some I've not seen for 30 years, best friends, old
girlfriends, the whole mess. We're having a party, renting a bus, and all going
together to a Kansas reunion concert. These people still love to party. I hope I
don't die....kinda."
37 comments:
Lem, My Lighter is in the Air....
Lem can you put up a "More Fighting, Less Math" thread.
You know for the non-nerdy types to wallow in.
Should be good for a bunch of comments.
Just a thought.
Thanks.
You must have missed this post.
I found this through Lem's Amazon link.
Might be worth a try.
I knew you be here to remind me we lost. lousy base running. again.
Wow Rabel!
I wrote the wrong word didn't I?
I meant to express approval.
I should have said alright!
maybe.
I'm good either way Lem.
That's what she said.
Good.
A photo I took of Jim Morrison's grave with the profound Kansas wisdom "All We Are Is Dust In The Wind": see yellow arrow
Priceless
Trooper York said...
Lem can you put up a "More Fighting, Less Math" thread.
I never got my requests granted at Troop's.
Not true Chickie. I posted a photo of Donna Douglas in the sixties.
That was one of my first posts as a matter of fact.
No Troop. That was the second one. The first was a request for more Lisa Todd & Gunilla Hutton, and you gave me Barbie Benton.
True.
But who would complain about Barbie Benton.
But who would complain about Barbie Benton.
Hugh Hefner?
Ok, the text color on the main page should be darker now.
Thanks Chip!
Lem has mastured chiaroscuro!
He only does doing the Red Sox games. Into a Red Sox. It can stand up by itself in the corner.
(He doesn't like to talk about it so mums the word)
I give Chip all the credit.
He trusted that I wouldn't screw it up.
Will work on the font size next. but i'm getting ahead of myself. all work and no play... yadi yada.
When I was a teen, my friends and I were into drinking tall boys and consuming virtually anything else intoxicating and driving around the hills of western Pennsylvania with music blasting and smoke billowing. One of the eclectic mix of music we were into included Kansas. 70's kids loved their Prog Rock.
In about 2 weeks I'm gong back to Pittsburgh to hook up with about 30 friends from back then, including some I've not seen for 30 years, best friends, old girlfriends, the whole mess. We're having a party, renting a bus, and all going together to a Kansas reunion concert. These people still love to party. I hope I don't die....kinda.
I have done a few weddings in Pittsburgh and Altoona.
Good times, good times.
We hope you don't die either, bag0.
And not just kinda.
One of my friends grew up in Pittsburgh. Proabably your age. I'll have to ask her if she knew you ;;- )
Ace! Lem, that looks great.
The two breaths thing worked, din nit?
My 30th high school reunion is at the end of August.
I don't think that's possible.
For some reason the "don't you cry no more" line always annoyed me. Maybe because it is oddly ungrammatical and the rest of the song isn't.
Haha, Revenant.
I think this was my favorite Kansas song. I really got to hating Dust in the Wind because it was overplayed. But Come Sail Away....still can't wait to sing parts at the top of my lungs.
Bagoh, your trip sounds so fun. But then I'm having my second childhood, I think...hehehe...seriously, I'm jealous. =)
Well, crap. Come Sail Away was Styx, eh?
Hahaha. I am so bad at band names. And car models. Somebody asked me what model Cruze I have. "Huh? I don't know."
It's a car.
What? No Foghat?
And I would have expected Lem to listen to Boston...
I never got much into big seventies groups like Kansas, Styx, Boston, Toto etc. I didn't mind them. They were OK to hear on the radio. Their songs were obviously well-crafted in terms of melody and musicianship. They just didn't speak to me.
I wanted to hear a more personal or quirky voice, so I was listening to singer-songwriters (broadly) which for me included Springsteen, Patti Smith, and Elvis Costello, as well as Joni Mitchell. I never caught fire with Jackson Browne though.
Ah well. One's choice of music is such an oddly important business in the teens and twenties. Aside from music's obvious appeals, I think it's because you're just starting to weave together an identity out of practically nothing at that age -- you have almost no achievements, few significant relationships, little money, and not much experience at anything. Music is a cheap, available way to express who you are, or think you might be, and bond with others.
Kansas was one of those rock bands from the 70's where you had to feel sorry for the recording engineers who had to sit there at the mixing board and wear headphones and actually pay close attention to those screechy male vocals.
Of course, they were all stoned so that probably helped some.
I am not even going to divulge which high school reunion is coming up.
Talk about impossible.
Kansas was never one of my favorites. I did own one of their albums simply because I had choices to waste when joining the Columbia record club. Maybe more cowbell would have helped.
One of the cheerleaders organized my class's 20th reunion. I didn't attend. Few did. Only about a dozen classmates showed up.
The cheerleader had a nervous breakdown. I would say "literally" except I don't know what a nervous breakdown is, but I was assured she experienced a considerable emotional disturbance.
She got over it though. She got in on the Florida real estate boom early and became one of the wealthiest members of my high school class.
David Bowie was big in the seventies. My UK friend tells me that Bowie was even bigger over there. He and Led Zeppelin owned the British radio waves back then.
I'm only now starting to listen to Bowie. I can see why I didn't like him when I was young. It wasn't just the genderbending. Bowie didn't seem to have any core at all and I like to feel a personal connection to artists, even though I realize it's one-sided.
I still don't get Bowie. I don't question his musical talent. His longevity is amazing. But I wonder why so many people were into him. Are there that many sexually ambiguous people out there? Or so many who find a reptilian, space-alien persona appealing? Or is his music as music that compelling?
It seems to be a blind spot on my part.
Whatever the case may be, Bowie is arguably the most influential pop star of the seventies.
When I was a kid, I liked Kansas more than Styx. Today, I think I'd reverse the comparison. But they're still both kind of doofy - like Rush minus thirty IQ points and twenty decibels.
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