It’s been unseasonably cool in the Ozarks but the heat is returning today. “You can really feel the HumaDITTies out there today” is how the old hillbilly used to put it.
I read an interesting piece by Christopher Borrelli the other day, about the evolution of “Freebird”…
Lynyrd Skynyrd released the song 35 years ago. Since then, it has been an anthem, a demand, an ode to personal independence and the lamest heckle in the history of rock.
It occurs to me that so much of the rock and roll that I listened to in the 70s, stuff that was so important to me then, has somehow become tarnished.
Is that something that happens with every generation or was there just too much baggage attached to the music?
I mean, do you ever see “Freebird”, “Riders On The Storm”, “Dream On”…anything like that becoming part of the “Great American Songbook”?