Driving to the therapist today, I saw a skinny red-grey squirrel hesitantly cross the road in front of me. I slammed the brakes on (helped by the fact that I was just mounting a speed bump) and the squirrel lived. Later in the park I watched a squirrel climb a tree; the same one I saved? I like to think so. Also two magpies, though seen separately, so maybe they were the same magpie – does that mean two doses of sorrow or one of joy?
Still listening to Good Morning Vietnam – Tired & Emotional, I think you’re right, this is not the film soundtrack but a general 60s compilation. However it’s the best 60s compilation I’ve ever found, including such amazing songs as Jefferson Airplane with Grace Slick singing White Rabbit – a track which benefits from being played at 11 if ever a track did. Hardly a naff track on the whole album, with the possible exception of the Turtles’ Eleanor, but I can skip that.
This album has confirmed my memory that in the old days, just about every pop and rock song used to fade out rather than having a proper ending. When did they stop doing that and why? I don’t know a single contemporary song that does it.