Dazed and confused? Not me. I’m just Lost in the Cheese Aisle.

Friday, September 17, 2010


Today is not just any Friday - as the sun sets, the Day of Atonement begins. Many hours of synagogue time to be logged... and at least twenty-six hours without food or drink of any kind.

At this point in my life, the fasting, as difficult as it can sometimes be, is not the tough part. The tough part is facing the reality of my own fallibility and failings... the knowledge that, at the age of fifty-seven, I am still very much a Work in Progress. There are many sins for which I must atone, and I know which ones bedevil me the most.

The good thing? Misery loves company, and being a Sinful Human - falling short of the mark, as the Sages would put it - puts me in the middle of plenty of company.

Enough pissing and moaning. The holiday is not yet upon us, and there’s music on the box! So I will wish my Red Sea Pedestrian brethren (and sistren) an easy and meaningful fast, and a g’mar chatima tovah - to have the Book of Life sealed with a favorable decree for the coming year - while we give a listen:
  1. Turn Around - They Might Be Giants

  2. Step It Pon The Rastaman Scene - Ranking Joe

  3. Your Latest Trick - Dire Straits

    All the late night bargains have been struck
    Between the satin beaus and their belles
    And prehistoric garbage trucks
    Have the city to themselves
    Echoes roars dinosaurs
    They’re all doing the monster mash
    And most of the taxis and the whores
    Are only taking calls for cash

    I don’t know how it happened
    It all took place so quick
    But all I can do is hand it to you
    And your latest trick

    My door was standing open
    Security was laid back and lax
    But it was only my heart got broken
    You must have had a passkey made out of wax
    You played robbery with insolence
    And I played the blues in twelve bars down Lover’s Lane
    And you never did have the intelligence to use
    The twelve keys hanging off my chain

    I don’t know how it happened
    It all took place so quick
    But all I can do is hand it to you
    And your latest trick

    Now it’s past last call for alcohol
    Past recall has been here and gone
    The landlord finally paid us all
    The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
    And we’re standing outside of this wonderland
    Looking so bereaved and so bereft
    Like a Bowery bum when he finally understands
    The bottle’s empty and there’s nothing left

    I don’t know how it happened
    It was faster than the eye could flick
    But all I can do is hand it to you
    And your latest trick

  4. Cat’s in the Kettle - Weird Al Yankovic

  5. Help! - The Beatles

  6. Horn - Phish

  7. Kid A - Radiohead

  8. It’s Hard To Be A Saint In The City - Bruce Springsteen

  9. The Spirit of Man - Jeff Wayne

  10. Between The Bars - Madeleine Peyroux

It’s Friday. What are you listening to?

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