Music For Product Of The Seventies

Think good music disappeared with Skynrd? Are seventies revival acts the only concerts you see anymore? With this feature I'll try to spotlight current music guaranteed to be enjoyed by us Products of the Seventies.

Put on your headphones, maybe torch a bowl if your life still allows that, and give this one some concentration. On the surface, good straight-ahead southern rock, maybe with a pinch of twang. It takes some active listening to understand the lyrics, but it's worth it. They're incredible. Trailer park tragedy, southern culture, and deep, searching, introspection rolled up into each album. Some of the songs are laugh-out-loud funny, others are too painful for me to hear. This band gets my highest praise and recommendation.

I Didn't Sign Up For This

When I agreed to get older, this is something I didn't sign on for. I had no idea getting older meant that hair in my ears would be growing faster than the hair on my chin. Then when I try to shave it, I end up cutting my ear. I wonder how much permanent removal costs.

Site Redesign

I'm in the process of working out a redesign. The theme of the site now is good, but doesn't have all the functionality I need. Watch for the new look coming soon!

Bipolar Hope?

I was reading the blog I wrote chronicling the raising of my late son, who suffered from Bipolar Disorder. I started the blog in 2003 when my son was 19, and just graduated from high school. I maintained the blog until he died in 2008. But I read the early entries, and was reminded of the hope we had that each med would be his saving grace. Every parent goes through this, hoping that the med their child is on will ease their pain, and help them move towards normalcy. Usually, it doesn't work. It's all so futile, the doctors don't know what or how to prescribe, it's kind of like throwing a dart. And the meds often screw people up worse than the disorder. For anyone in this scenario I'd like to offer hope, but I really can't.