In the Times today, writer and music lover Nick Hornby tackles listening to music as you grow older in the Op/Ed section. He mentions Jon Landau's 1974 music review of Bruce Springsteen, "Growing Young with Rock and Roll," which famously had the line, "I saw rock 'n' roll future and its name is Bruce Springsteen," but starts with "It's four in the morning and raining. I'm 27 today, feeling old, listening to my records, and remembering that things were diffferent a decade ago," before wondering about youth and music:
Youth is a quality not unlike health: it's found in greater abundance among the young, but we all need access to it. (And not all young people are lucky enough to be young. Think of those people at your college who wanted to be politicians or corporate lawyers, for example.) I'm not talking about the accouterments of youth: the unlined faces, the washboard stomachs, the hair. The young are welcome to all that what would we do with it anyway? I'm talking about the energy, the wistful yearning, the inexplicable exhilaration, the sporadic sense of invincibility, the hope that stings like chlorine. When I was younger, rock music articulated these feelings, and now that I'm older it stimulates them, but either way, rock 'n' roll was and remains necessary because: who doesn't need exhilaration and a sense of invincibility, even if it's only now and again?
The Op/Ed piece also dissect some recent music (The Darkness, The White Stripes, Outkast) as well as being a plea for people to listen to Marah, a Philadelphia band, that Hornby loves. Marah, as it happens, will be playing at Southpaw on June 2.
Check out Coolfer's Music Picks for this weekend. And Gothamist's favorite Nick Hornby book is High Fidelity, though Songbook is a nice lazy afternoon book to peruse; the film, About a Boy, is our favorite adaptation.