The drumbeat of mortality, that is. Yet another icon fell to the Grim Reaper last week, as Paul Kantner made the inevitable transition to eternity. Being that he was a musician, and not really part of the film/television industry, his passing might not seem a logical subject for a post -- but this one isn't really about Paul Kantner. With the echoes of mortality still reverberating through my head, his death reminds me of an old post that included a link to an early tune by Kantner's band, the Jefferson Airplane.*
It seems appropriate right now, for a lot of reasons.
But enough with all this death, and dwelling on it. Sometimes you just have to get up and change the channel, and since I don't have a new post ready to go, here's a link to that older, sunnier offering:
A Good Day in Hollywood.
Here in the depths of winter, I think we can all use something a little bright and sunny right now.
Or not. It's your call.
* For any of you young whippersnappers who might not know, this band was a very big deal back in the days of my youth, when I rode a dinosaur to and from high school through the snow, uphill, both ways...
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