Monday, September 17, 2007

Rock me on the water

I saw him for the first time when I was 12. He was sitting at the piano on one of those "unplugged" acoustic music shows on cable. He sang, Oh people look around you. The signs are everywhere... and that was it. I told my mom, "I want him to rock me on the water." She laughed. The other girls my age were in love with Boyz II Men. I was in love with Jackson Browne.

I was babysitting one night, and, after I got the kids to bed, I started rummaging through their parents' albums. They came home to find me lying on the couch, drinking tea and listening to his self-titled 1972 album. They said something about me being the oldest 12 year old they'd ever met.

Tonight, this old 12 year old is drinking coffee and studying with The Pretender.

I'm gonna find myself a girl who can show me what laughter means. And we'll fill in the missing colors in each other's paint-by-number dreams.

Ahh...and she's still in love with him.


Maria said...

I saw Jackson in concert long ago. Todd Rundgren opened for him. I admit that I ended up liking Rundgren more (I was in my can-we-still-be-friends period).

What is your favorite Browne song of all time?

And in answer to your question on my blog: Yeah, I always tell Henery that I love him too. Liv and I blow kisses as well.

Mme Benaut said...

"Brown eyed Girl" even though my eyes are green. I grew up with Jackson Browne music and I still love him too.

dive said...

It's nice and reassuring when you kids rediscover us old folks' music.
Cheers, T.

Sassy Sundry said...

Mostly I think of the theme from Fast Times at Ridgemont High when I think of him, but it's good stuff.

Rich said...

I'm gonna be a happy idiot and struggle for the legal tender!!

joshua said...

hiding from this world together
next thing i knew
they had brought her things down to the bay
what could i do?
jamaica, say you will

Terroni said...

M, I really like Something Fine.

Papers lie there helplessly in a pile outside the door
I tired and tried, but I just can't remember what they're for
The world outside is tugging like a beggar at my sleeve
Ah, that's much too old a story to believe...

We were talking about music in the OR today. I told the attending that I spent last night studying to Jackson Browne. The resident said, "What the hell kind of music is that?"

I asked what she listens to. She said, "You know...Dave Matthews." When Tom Waits came up, she said, "I don't listen to old, ugly dudes." I was surprised she knew he was old and ugly.

.j.william. said...

I loved my dad's cat stevens records as a kid. They still tear me up when I listen to them.