When I have the worst sinus headache ever and can’t breathe through either nostril because of allergies, I’m reduced to using the e-mails from one of my sisters. But before that, one Sentential Link that struck me:
[Gram] Parsons is such a cutie in those old pics, that it almost makes you wonder what he’d look like had he lived. Would he have the rugged, survived-the-hard-life handsomeness of Kris Kristofferson?
Or the perennial hit-by-several-speeding-trains-simultaneously, lucky-to-be-alive-and-upright look of Keith Richards?
It was fun being a baby boomer . . . until now. Some of the artists of the
60’s are revising their hits with new lyrics to accommodate aging baby boomers:
Herman’s Hermits — Mrs. Brown, You’ve Got a Lovely Walker.
Ringo Starr — I Get By With a Little Help From Depends.
The Bee Gees — How Can You Mend a Broken Hip?
Bobby Darin — Splish, Splash, I Was Havin’ a Flash.
Roberta Flack — The First Time Ever I Forgot Your Face.
Johnny Nash — I Can’t See Clearly Now !
Paul Simon — Fifty Ways to Lose Your Liver
The Commodores — Once, Twice, Three Times to the Bathroom.
Marvin Gaye — Heard I need the Grape Nuts.
Procol Harem — A Whiter Shade of Hair!
Leo Sayer— You Make Me Feel Like Napping.
The Temptations — Papa’s Got a Kidney Stone.
Abba — Denture Queen !
Tony Orlando — Knock 3 Times On The Ceiling If You Hear Me Fall.
Helen Reddy — I Am Woman, Hear Me Snore !
Leslie Gore — It’s My Procedure, and I’ll Cry If I Want To!
And everyone’s favorite:
Willie Nelson — On the Commode Again