“Being Hip”
I’m getting older and lately I’ve had to admit that I’m not “hip” anymore. Maybe it’s been that way for 20 or 30 years and I haven’t realized it. I used to think that I was hip just because I live in California. Now I think I’m a borderline dork. I read a lot, go be bed early and a few months ago at a workshop I danced the hokey—pokey. Sometimes I still think I still “have it” like last year when I thought about getting a tattoo for a couple of days. That’s what my brother did. He got a tattoo, married someone 15 years younger than he is, and bought a Harley. He’s hip. Mick Jaeger is also hip and he’s older than me. I think that musicians have to be hip. It’s in their genes. I’ve decided that after writing this I don’t care about “being hip”. I’d rather eat bean dip…