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The aging vessel I have occupied these many years seems to have developed a cynical sense of humor as it listlessly ignores my commands and rebels with acts of languishing mobility and gaseous retorts. Although I engage in a patchwork of physical exertions and a needling regimen of dietary constraints, I still find unwelcome guests peddling their painful reminders that youth does have an expiration date. The mind does offer anecdotal advice and suppressive measures to diminish acts of recklessness and I no longer find the need to fill the ache of revelry with crowded bars and morbid clubs where alcohol held a Medusa like gaze. With a jaded nod toward maturity, I do still find an inexhaustible appreciation for the music of my adolescence and budding adulthood. Even obtrusive discoveries of today`s pedigree of sound are alarmingly enjoyable and perhaps that is where age may be timeless.
Playlist and album covers below.