difficulties of being hip

April 18th, 2017

It was important to love the Beatles

My mother made me take accordion lessons in the early 1960’s, and I barely survived the dweebness of playing the Can-Can at a kid’s neighborhood party.  I was in hell, standing in front of cool guys sitting in folding chairs, watching me squeeze a white mother-of-pearl box back and forth, wanting to die.   Continue reading “difficulties of being hip” »

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