An occasional feature in which we mark the songs of our relative
youth as played over public muzak systems.
Date: 27 November 2015, 2:15 p.m.
Place: Ruby Tuesday, Downers Grove, Illinois
Song: "The Wind Cries Mary"
Artist: Jimi Hendrix
Irony Matrix: 7.5 out of 10
Comment: On Black Friday, daring to go near a strip mall, and out for a bite with Mom before a late matinee, we ventured into this fine American chain restaurant for a post-lunch-crowd bite. Jenny served us salads. The crowd thinned. It was near shift-change. When I was in high school, a Hendrix revival disturbed me. It was sludgy heavy metal from a different era (so 10 years ago), stoner rock. It took me a couple of decades to embrace the masterpiece, "Are You Experienced." All of that disappeared into a purple haze of nostalgia. I snapped back to the present. "It's a shame about Uncle Ray." A cold persistent mist fell outside. And the wind. Cried. Maaarrrry.
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