Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents
Five inches long
I'm out on the street again
And I'm 'leaping' along
I'm dressed right for a beachfight
But I just can't explain
Why that uncertain feeling
is still here in my brain
I'm not totally certain why, but for some reason I decided last night that I wanted to listen to my Quadrophenia/Who album again, as it has been eons since the last time I'd spun it on my stereo.
So - I rocked my morning bowl of oatmeal to the sounds of the album blasting out over my stereo, from vinyl form no less. And I'm glad I did. It made me realize, that there's a spirit to this whole motorcycling thing which still exists (burns) within the hearts and souls of the men and women (and others) who throw their leg over a steel steed to ride, today.
And the Quadrophenia album, to my way of thinking, exemplifies that spirit best (although Steppenwolfe's "Born to be Wild" song comes close).
Interestingly, the Quadrophenia album was one of this modern world's first, truly complex 'concept' albums ever. And it's till a commendable work of art. Listening to it's rising and falling crescendos, beats and tunes made me wonder ... about two things.
Firstly: how sportriding well is so much like a complex and excellent tune/song, with the rising and falling beat and crescendo of a song being refelcted in the rise and fall of the tenor of the engine's song, and the ever changing velocities and speeds one attains.
And secondly: how notable it is, that the world had morphed from one where bands like the Stones, Zepplin, the Who, Pink Floyd and all the rest ruled the airwaves to one where boyz bands, M Jackson and electronified/synthesized no-mind repetitive beat music lords over the airwaves.
Whatever happened to the spirit in humanity? To the spirit of true creativity?
Anyway - my morning rocked great! I'm glad I threw that plate on the turntable, and it brought back some of the very reasons I ride in the first place (much of our sportbike motorcycling world originated in Britian at that time - the rockers, the mods, scooters, clubman bars, cafe racers, bobbers etc). And as was their mantra then - screw all the many rules that oppresses society today ...
... and kudos to new creatives like Jets Overhead, Snow Parol, Broken Bells and so on.
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