death

He died. Everyone was sad. They were crying

and crying and crying. Tears puddled on the floor, but still their wailing would not stop. Nothing would comfort them. The tear-puddles became ankle deep, then came up to everyone's knees. But did they stop crying? They wanted to, but they could not. If only they knew that 1 song

with the chorus “stop yer cryin, stahhhp yer crooyinnn, stahahahahap yore crowyeeeeeen bahybeee!” It was a hit in 1967, or maybe ‘68. Who sang that, anyway? A one hit wonder to be sure.

I was more of a fan of the B side, a quirky little tune called “Car Wash”, which stuck out in my mind, making it more memorable than the hit. The best part was the guitar solo, a 1-minute jam that

lasted for one minute. Interesting how that works, huh? But the best piece of music I ever came across was 4’33” by John Cage. It really helped me focus on my studies and get some peace and quiet. It succinctly explained life in such great detail. I wish it lasted longer, though.