Last weekend in Los Angeles, when all the teens and the people who still think they are teens were at Coachella, the legendary Troubadour nightclub in West Hollywood was, nonetheless sold out for an amazing show and a great cause.
Remember when you first heard "Roxanne"? I do. I was a child in a record store without a clue about the song's theme. Not sure I could've identified reggae, let alone purloined reggae. But I well recall my impression.
If you're young, this may sound stupid beyond belief, but if you've got miles and bruises, this is music that connects you to old dreams and affirms every hope you ever had for your generation, your country and yourself.