Rock on, Ringo.

Periodically, as an avid music listener, I hit a lull and wonder where the next great sound is going to come from. And though I saw two high-energy shows in the past month, I am in the doldrums of a season change and suffering a lack of inspiration in the new-music-on-my-iPod department. So I am looking backwards. Like a favorite pair of jeans that you know will fit just-right, I have opened up the Olde British Pop Guidebook and am rocking to the sweet, sweet sounds of Pink Floyd, The Who, The Beatles and a little Dire Straits too. The North Seattle Community College library just acquired the two-disc sets of The Beatles 1962-1966 and 1967-1970, so I checked ‘em out to load ‘em into my library. And someone at work left out a copy of “Echoes: The Best of Pink Floyd” (including such tracks as “See Emily Play”, “The Happiest Days of our Lives”, “Bike” and “The Fletcher Memorial Home” yet leaves out “Fearless” and “Goodbye Blue Sky”? Befuddling.)

So to go forward, I must go back. In light of the upcoming mid-term elections, “Won’t Get Fooled Again” sounds so much sweeter.

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