Happy Birth Year to Me
Twenty, count ‘em, twenty groovy jams from 1965
1965 was a damn fine year to arrive on the planet. 1965’s musical cornucopia is an embarrassment of riches, so naturally that’s when I chose to enter this vale of tears. I’d even opine that 1965 was the height of the 1960s’ musical brilliance and innovation. Because if I have to reincarnate, I’m doing it during a period of excellent tune-age.
*A moment of silence for the youngsters born during the WAP era, the poor dears*
My Generation
The Who
Back when Boomers sang about being Boomers without whining or blaming the young folk for all the world’s ills. As the years pass, “Hope I die before I get old” sounds less rebellious and more like a quaint relic from the days we could get out of a chair without grunting.
But, back in the day, it was an iconic song of youthful rebellion if there ever was one.
Unchained Melody
The Righteous Brothers
