My iPod is now a fixed feature in the car. Just as well as there are plenty of good songs on it (as well as a few dubious ones) and it helps to keep Dani occupied on longer journeys. In other words it prevents him from feeling car sick if he can listen to his own song selections.

The other day I was driving in the car with Dani and he selected a few songs off the iPod. Totally on his own and listened to them in full. All three were long songs by the way as you are about to find out. These are the three tracks he chose:

Dogs (from the album Animals by Pink Floyd)
21st Century Schizoid Man (from the album In The Court of The Crimson King)
In The Court of The Crimson King (title track from the same album by King Crimson)

Dogs is a personal favourite of mine. Probably the best track on possibly Floyd’s best album. The other two are classics sung by Greg Lake (on his one and only King Crimson album appearance). I had the pleasure of seeing his (own) band perform them both live many years ago. I couldn’t have picked a better trio myself. I sat there enjoying the tracks as much as he did thinking proudly to myself ‘my work here is all but done’. But of course it never is. Is it?

We are all under constant bombardment from the (almost) total shit that is the majority of modern music. Often surrounded by it and feeling helpless at times. The struggle continues my friends. Who knows what garbage will be churned out at the next America’s Got Talent TV contest? Or for that matter any country’s version of “The Voice”. It hardly bears thinking about does it? It remains a tough  struggle against the relentless onslaught. Production lines of crap “music” courtesy of the TV companies.

Yes, it sometimes feels like a lost cause. Like the 300 Spartans trying to hold off the might of the Persian army at Thermopylae. But we brush ourselves down and soldier on. And this recent victory, however small, gives me great hope for the future of our youth. Ah, those delicate sounds of music from bands with similar colours in their names (Pink and Crimson in case you’ve forgotten – please keep up)… True classics.

I can stand tall knowing that the lad has been taught well…

Oh, and the title of this post? That is of course a Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young song from their classic album Déjà Vu.

I have yet to get Dani to listen to that one. But it will come…