I had a strange morning today. I woke up, I stumbled out of bed, and I promptly walked into the bedroom wall. Luckily, my nose shielded my face from the impact.
As I sat on the edge of my bed, holding an ice pack to my nose and feeling like a total idiot, I turned on my MP3 player and the first thing I heard was Patti Smith.
So, it wasn’t really that bad of a morning.
Here’s one of my favorite songs of all time, Patti Smith’s cover of Van Morrison’s “Gloria.”
Incidentally, I once played this song for my mom because both she and the song shared the same first name. She asked me to turn it off as soon as she heard the “Jesus died for somebody’s sins but not mine.” Still, even though she didn’t care much for it, she never gave me a hard time for liking it. At the time, being young and stupid, I don’t think I realized how unique that actually is when it comes to music and the generation gap.