Music
This Week’s Heavy Rotation #36
5 songs to add to your playlists

Note: Each week I take a look back at my playlists and share songs that were either played the most, got stuck in my head, or just stood out. Many are new to me, but there are old faves mixed in as well.
There is something beautiful about the resolute endurance of life. Somehow we keep going, sometimes in spite of it all. There are plenty of stories out this week about where people were on 9/11/2001. In fact, you should go check some out here.
20 years — and several lifetimes — later, I want to tell you about where I was on 9/11/2021. I started the day at my son’s soccer game about an hour from our home. It’s a beautiful setting, and while not “severe clear” like 2001, the skies were certainly clear. Not humid, and a gentle breeze. Good playing weather. And of course, plenty of dads on the sidelines doing dad stuff.
All of us old enough to remember exactly where we’d been and young enough to still wonder how we’d got here.
It had been a little over 3 years since I’d been to this complex (to this exact field, actually). Another span of time that feels like a generation and went by in a blink. My son was barely a teenager then, his face still smooth. On this day, he was playing for his high school, much taller and stronger than he was before. A different person in a different era. Seems on brand for a day focus both on looking back and facing the future.
I was a little lost in thought at the serendipity of it all when the silence was broken by a fighter jet roaring overhead. To be clear, we were close enough to an airbase that this is/was totally normal. Maybe not the best day to be flying sorties, but not unexpected.
And yet, at that moment, everyone old enough to remember reflexively looked up, and for a split second we were all back to that fateful day when we wondered if the world was going to end. It mercifully has not.
Despite everything 2021 is throwing at us, these are great days. Some how we all endure.
The Damned-Life Goes On
Years ago, I worked with a guy that would always say, “Remember, these are the good old days.” He’d usually say it when things were going sideways at work — or in the middle of a storm. We’d all politely chuckle and get back to it. He’s long since passed, but I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately. One day we’re the new kid, and the next were working next to someone that wasn't even born when you first got hired.
Earlier this week, I was driving on a back road, and stuck behind a slow moving truck/trailer. We were running late, and I was getting annoyed. And then I realized that we were in a beautiful valley, I had my family with me, and the sun was out. I doubt a suburban dad pondering life in a station wagon is what Dave Vanian had in mind, but also I wonder if someday, I’ll look back and remember it as one of the good old days?
Life’s a con a con a con If you think you can’t go on Go on and on and on But always remember This is the happiest day of your life






