My ear could not get close enough to the speaker.
I kept moving the needle over the album, and touching it precisely down where I knew that guitar riff started.
I was 6 years old, with a fancy little Radio Shack record player, and some small(ish) speakers.
Putting the needle on the groove was an art that I mastered.
“Day Tripper” – was a song that I could not get enough of.
It was pure perfection, the timing, the tone – and the intro of subtle drums, leading into sweet vocals.
George Harrison had played the perfect combination of space and time, and it seemed like pure creative genius.
I often wondered as a child if I would be able to do anything in my life, that would rise to the level of creating something, anything, that people would do the equivalent of what I was perfecting, dropping a needle and holding their ear to a speaker......
I never mastered guitar after years of lessons, although to be sure, I’m pretty darn good at air guitar.
In art class, I was pretty good at anything “abstract” -- including making those clear rubber balls, by spreading glue on the table – waiting for it to dry, and then rolling it up.
You see, other than playing sports – I was pretty darn average at most everything else….
But, I enjoyed some things more than others – even as a young kid, and……the opening riff in “Day Tripper” was one of them.
“Is this as good as Day Tripper?”
“Is this a durable as Day Tripper?”
You see, Day Tripper is forever. It will outlast all of us, and to me – its both timeless, and priceless.
I judge everything that I like and value (creatively) against my love of “Day Tripper.”
I judge nearly everything that I'm introduced to with the same question: “Will I like this years from now?”
Walking into a baseball stadium, and seeing the green grass, as I come out of the tunnel to approach my seats is a thrill that rivals my love of, Day Tripper. It is unexplainable, how my eyes digest and proceess, seeing the colors of a stadium for that initial moment – to this day, gives me the goose bumps.
Being at a concert, and feeling the collective energy of a band, feeding off the audience, continues to amaze me and stun me --- kinda like, Day Tripper.
Watching my daughters grow into young women is simply breath taking. I was at a photo shoot with them this week, and I stopped to ask myself if these were the same babies I held in my arms a few short years ago? Beyond Day Tripper for sure....
“Where does the time go?”
“Day Tripper” is forever.
The “flavor and style of the day” may change – but some things simply do not.
I think it is important both personally and professionally, to share our “Day Tripper” aspects of what makes us who we are…..
Because the B side, of Day Tripper was “We Can Work it Out” – and, that song happens to be both of my daughters favorite Beatle tune. Slightly ironic.
Inspiration and good energy, are two key ingredients that come from the most bizarre of places – and those very places, define who we are. They certainly define me.
And, they are timeless, like a guitar riff that to this day send chills down my spine.
We all need more, Day Trippers.