Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

They Call Him The Working Man

IMG_1721“Look at me when I talk to you, boy.”

“Dad, not now.”

“Right now! No one will listen to my ideas about stacking things on top of other things! Someone tried to put a safety harness on me like I was some heathen Wallenda! Who is this Osha person and why does he have so many damn rules?”

“Dad, please don’t do this.”

“I haven’t seen one fist fight between the light team and the sound team today!”

“Dad.”

“AND WHERE ARE MY GODDAMNED TUGGERS?”

In the north end of Levi’s® Stadium, not one man or woman stopped and listened. No one even heard the old man; he had drank and smoke and stayed up all night all his life and his voice didn’t carry very well anymore.

“Dad. It’s 2015. There’s paperwork and big money and people get outraged a lot. Road crews don’t behave like that. No one really behaves like that. It’s about, you know: safety and competence and all that boring shit. But more people live through it.”

“We lived through it! We were pirates with pocketfuls of backstage passes and we held the world together with duct tape and cocaine and we lived through it!”

“Me an’ Parish lived through it.”

“I love working with you, Dad, but you gotta get with the times.”

“It’s what I get for naming you Professional Lee.”

“Love ya, Pop.”

“Love you, too.”

SHWOKKATHOOM

“Why? Why did you punch me in the dick?”

“Precarious Lee chooses to rage against the dying of the light, son.”

2 Comments

  1. “Cuz it is what it is, but it ain’t what it used to be”……. The Highwaymen

  2. I saw things getting outta hand. I guess they always will…

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