Life–my life is about more than housing code issues, gentrification and politics. These are very important and noteworthy subjects, but life is more than these things!

Music is a universal language and is timeless from the beginning of the ages and will go on and on.

There is a great need for places for youngsters to go that is safe and alcohol free. We can provide it for them or they go to places that are not so safe.

We once developed such a place. It was located at 3125 Wyandotte in the old American Icehouse…more on that later.

We had our first concert May 13th, 2006, a Saturday night, with three bands playing music that was much too loud for me, but the kids loved it. There was no rowdiness, no booze; just kids hanging out with their friends and enjoying themselves.

Some of the greatest songs, such as Johnny Cash’s “A Boy Named Sue,” Elvis Presley’s “In the Ghetto,” Merle Haggard’s “Mama Tried,” and Woody Guthrie’s “This Land Is Your Land,” are all great commentaries on life and can be great teaching instruments. Music does this.

If a child is able to play out their feelings and emotions with a good story song, they will be better off. they will learn self expression and have a tendency to find themselves.

 

REVERIE

Till I’m Too Old to Die Young

by Moe Bandy

If life is like a candle bright, death must be the wind
You can close your window tight and it still comes flowing in
So I will climb the highest hill and watch the rising sun
And I pray that I don’t feel the chill till I’m too old to die young

Let me watch my children grow to see what they become
Oh Lord, don’t let that cold wind blow till I’m too old to die young

Now I have had some dear sweet friends I thought would never die
Now the only thing that’s left of them is the teardrops in my eyes
If I could have one wish today and know it would be done
Well, I would say everyone could stay till they’re too old to die young

Let me watch my children grow to see what they become
Oh Lord, don’t let that cold wind blow till I’m too old to die young
Let me watch my children grow to see what they become
Oh Lord, don’t let that cold wind blow till I’m too old to die young