Jah, Mom Got Me On The Guest List

This episode of “Let It Roll” bespeaks that tension between reality vs mythology, real street vs pretend street, Lynyrd Skynyrd vs everyone else (even vs the Sex Pistols led by the Dickensian Mr Lydon...who’s winning that brawl, Ronnie or Trump-lovin’ Johnny???) circa 1976.

Few artistic myths are as potent as the outlaw musician—Robert Johnson, Brian Jones, Tupac and Biggie...Deaths by Misadventure. . .

Did Run-DMC eschew laces on their Superstars ‘cause that’s how they do it in prison? Alexei’s mom said so, and that had the intended effect.

When a “progressive”-minded hippie suggested to Eugene’s mother that he transfer to a public school, she demurred and Eugene continued on in his path to Stanford.

When I told my mom I might want to transfer to the local Commuter U from Athens to pursue my hard rock drumming career (no music going on in Athens in the late ‘70s, don’t ya know), she suggested I could find a place to stay besides her house as part of that move.

A strong, smart mother’s guidance can go a long way in the life of a strapping young lad. It certainly has done so in my two sons’ lives (their mom had done most of the heavy lifting raising them up before I got to ‘em).