I don't much care for New Year's Eve.
Partly because it's always been an excuse for me to drink too much and act the fool. But partly because at its core it seems sort of a sad holiday. Its themes are aging, loss and saying goodbye as much as they are hope and Great Expectations.
In honor of the day, here is A Blast From The Past, the Del Fuegos. I went to college with their sister. They were a great band, albeit one known as much for their hard-drinking as for their artistry. Anyway, the tune is as good as a song about aging, loss and saying goodbye can be.
Tuesday 7 January 1661/62
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Long in bed, and then rose and went along with Sir W. Pen on foot to Stepny
to Mrs. Chappell's (who has the pretty boy to her son), and there met my
wife a...
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