–Anytime you start to tell yourself that you’ve gotten older but you haven’t changed all that much, hold open your high school yearbook so you can see it while you look at yourself in the mirror. (Preferably in profile)–
In the course of cleaning house. I have come across a couple of metric tons worth of stuff that was left over from a misspent youth/middle age.
This is important stuff, like pants I couldn’t get into again with a tub of Vaseline and a shoehorn, or a pair of miserably uncomfortable, narrow, Italian loafers with soles that were so thin I could stand on a dime and tell if it was heads or tails; they went well with my shiny Sears suit.
At any rate, I was going through a stack of albums I hadn’t disposed of yet and as I looked at the cover art I found my self laughing out loud.
Yep, we all change. And while I’m a Rick Derringer fan, I’m still going to use him to illustrate my point.
This album cover for “Rick Derringer All American Boy.” (He really should have shot his agent)
Inside fold-out
How he looks now. –From his Website.
His music on the other hand has improved with age.
