All that time that I wasted worrying about the demise of rock'n'roll could have been better spent worrying about something else. Now, a few remember and fewer care. It's impossible to imagine what my life would have been like without those three chords and that incessant 4/4 beat.
Now, I'm not about to claim that I made the most of those years. I can tell you, though, that without history through the lens of Chuck Berry and Elvis and The Beatles, my self-identity would be something entirely different than what it is.
My story can be written as the luckiest or the least lucky tale ever, depending on who's doing the writing. Since I seem to be the only one interested, I suppose it depends on the day that I'm writing. On the one hand, I've wasted all of my time. On the other, everything else would have been a bigger waste.
Now those guys ask, "What did you do?," and I answer, " It doesn't matter now, but it did then."
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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