Teenage Me: Living for the Line Well-Sung

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There comes a time in a man’s life when he has to face facts: he’s a teenager and always will be. He ain’t never growin’ up, so he’d better get used to it.

For me, that time is now.

I’ve been back in the workforce for over a year now, you see. Long enough to be reminded that all the well-adjusted adults out there ain’t nothing of the kind. They’re selfish pricks, really, just like me.

So why bother trying to become Mr Maturity? Better to admit that all I’m interested in is ecstasy. And adulation. In music, I mean.

Because, for me, life lives not in a job well done but in a line well-sung. A line like the one from ‘Jeremy’, as belted out by Eddie Vedder: ‘Try to erase me from the black boar-oar-oard’.

Know what I mean?

Anyway, the time has come for me to return to my roots, stunted though they may be. That means more guitars, more songs, more singing, more stupidity.

As I’ve put it in a dodgy song-to-be:

The teenage twin I never had
Has come back,
And twice as bad.

Or, in the words of my new favourite singer, the late Gavin Clark of Clayhill:

How do I feel?
I embrace my destiny.
How do I feel?
I feel like me.

Stick that in your pipe and smoke it, you pricks!

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