Good Day World!
We are born, and eventually we die.
What we do in-between defines us.
I’ve got 20 tunes that I’d like played when it comes time to bid adieu to my friends and family.
(Photo-The Love of my life, and wife, Shirley)
In that final celebration of my life let music tell my story:
The Animals were known for their gritty, bluesy sound and deep-voiced front man Eric Burdon. Three of their hits really spoke to me. They are:
"The House of the Rising Sun." "We Gotta Get out of This Place", and "It's My Life."
Another one of my favorite groups is The Doors.
From the Strange Days album (1967) I really related to “People Are Strange.” I also like, “Break on Through (To the Other Side)” from “The Doors” 1967 album.
One of those defining life moments for me happened when I was in a chopper flying to Cambodia. A boom box was playing “Paint It Black” while I wondered if I’d survive the incursion into another foreign country. It was upbeat and scary.
This anthem song “Where Have all the Flowers Gone: Eve of Destruction” by Barry McQuire is another song that has a lot of meaning to me. The music is highlighted with real films from the Vietnam war.
When it comes to Love Songs my favorite one is “Brown-Eyed Girl,” by Van Morrison, because it’s my song to Shirley – my wife, and love of my life.
One of my favorite singers is Joan Baez. Everything she’s done is magic. In particular I love “In The Quite Morning.”
Favorite traveling songs:“I’m On The Road Again” by the Canned Heat, and their classic “Going Up The Country.”
These musical hits all ring memory bells dear to me:
White Rabbit, by Grace Slick & The Jefferson Airplane.
That’ll Be The Day by Buddy Holly.
American Pie, by Don McLean
Seasons in the Sun by Terry Jacks (1974 – the year I got married)
Time in a Bottle by Jim Croce
Run Through the Jungle by Creedence Clearwater Revival
Someday Never Comes also by Creedence Clearwater Revival
Mercedes Benz by the great Janis Joplin.
I Did It My Way by Frank Sinatra
Time for me to walk on down the road…
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