Who knows who reads this except for me…oh well, better than talking to myself (but only slightly)
Derek was talking about being happier when he had less, when his responsibilities were to the job at hand, and the only thing you worried about was paying the rent and money for Fazoli’s all you can eat spaghetti on Thursday nights.
While that’s true, and sometimes quite enviable; I don’t think it could replace the security of a wife in bed watching soaps, kids asleep with their friends for a sleepover, and the BoDeans singing about losing a woman and remembering how it’s just so good to know there’s someone out there.
Fuck, the BoDeans just knew how to write good music…another band into infinity.