My wife and I spent most of last evening watching a film about Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers on Netflix. I came away from it with the conclusion that Petty was a seriously underrated, albeit conservative, songwriter. I say “conservative” because there was no indication that he was ever interested in being on the cutting edge of popular music; he just wanted to write memorable, simple tunes that would move average people.
It works; just because you’re not Picasso doesn’t mean you suck. Consider the following Petty lyric, which is the best, most succinct description of middle age I’ve ever heard:
I woke up
In between
A memory
And a dream.
From “You Don’t Know How It Feels.”
While Petty had issues with his record company throughout his career, it appears that around the turn of the century, he became disillusioned with changes in the music business (including radio) as a whole, and he devoted an entire CD to how things were better in his younger days. I can sympathize; I’ve always said there is part of me that will always live in the late seventies, and I would maintain to this day that while there were plenty of things that were going seriously wrong in this country at that time, parts of the culture–most notably, popular music, sports, and movies–were better then than they are today.
Why are my memories of things that happened in 1979 more vivid than, say, my recollections of 2010? I think the answer is that everything is new when you’re younger, while most of what happens when you’re older disappears into a fog of familiarity. The fact that I remember all of our foreign trips in considerable detail is evidence supporting my hypothesis.
Petty got over it; his 2014 release, “Hypnotic Eye,” was one of his best. The message here is that Shakespeare was right; as you get older, you want the world to slow down and remain familiar, but it doesn’t work that way, so while it is OK to value your memories, it’s a mistake to try and live in the past.
Are you listening, reactionaries?