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There came a point, view sometime during my mid-twenties, when I quit caring about my birthday. You’re only as old as you feel, and today, as I the hit the thirty-seven year mark (the age my mother was when she died), I just feel very, very tired.
The Clash – Death or Glory (from London Calling, 1979)[audio:0313tcdog.mp3]
Pal Ken refers to this testament to life’s sad little truths as “the Andrew song.” I still haven’t decided whether I should be flattered or offended by that.
If I were presumptuous enough to select my own “Andrew song,” however, I’d probably go with this track, which I remember listening to over and over again on my twenty-first birthday as I watched the snow fall outside my bedroom window…
Nick Lowe – So It Goes (from Jesus of Cool, 1978)[audio:0313nlsig.mp3]