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Thursday, March 06, 2008

Drunken Debauchery of the Past

Reading Throwing out the baby and keeping the bathwater at Thought Mesh reminded me of a blues song I wrote in the 70's called Wellesley which chronicles the drunken debauchery of those around me (Note that it's not about me; it's about a frat brother). I didn't actually get around to recording the song till much later, but it still captures the essence of some behaviors from thirty years ago. This song is actually a man-bites-dog story in that, unusually and surprisingly, the drunken encounter didn't actually end with sex.

The amazing thing about being alive a long time is that you see that human nature and behavior changes very, very, very slowly, if at all.


erp said...

Hey, where is everybody?

Bret said...

I've been outta town. Now, I'm swamped. I hope to be back in action soon. Till then, carry on!