On the Spawn’s Unusual Upbringing

As she was growing up, I took the Spawn to and from school every day, and we’d listen to whatever I felt like hearing in the car. (Because I listen to so much garage, psych, and prog, she says she thinks of me any time she hears a sitar in a rock song.)

Anyway, she listened to a lot of the Who; I used to sing “Silas Stingy” and “Whiskey Man” to her when I pushed her on the playground swings. She would claim the Who as one of her fave bands. But because of my own orientation, all she knew was pre-Tommy.

I realized this one day a couple of years ago as we were driving somewhere with the radio on, and “Behind Blue Eyes” began to play. During one of the fills, I said, “Go, Keith.”

She said, “That’s the Who?” And it dawned on me that she had never heard the song. I don’t know whether to be proud or ashamed.

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About profmondo

Dad, husband, mostly free individual, medievalist, writer, and drummer. "Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche."
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