BOOMERS ANONYMOUS -- Care or Quit?

4723? Yup.  That's February 17, 2026, to most round-eyes in the United States, and to the rest of the Jesuit-controlled world but, . . . as usual, I digress. We've made it to 16 (subscribers) on You Tube, so it is somewhat easier now to maintain and update this avocation called Boomers Anonymous. Just embed videos, rinse, and repeat. Still, readers deserve a broader, deeper narrative, as to why I choose to play a certain piece, or why my sense of synchronicity demands that, if I can help it, some meaningful content gets uploaded to the interwebs -- until it can't. So, whenever I played RPG video games like Elden Ring, Dark Souls, I almost always play as an Astrologer/Battle Mage type. Why? I don't know . . .  Bachelor of Arts in Philosophy perhaps? The "predictors" and "soothsayers" believe that the Year of the Horse will be characterized as  BOLD  and UPLIFTING . Horses propel you with great speed and energy, and the Fire elemental adds to the fast-...

It's a long story . . . and it's a long, strange, trip. If you are reading this, God Bless You. I have chosen my confessions, trying to keep up. Lke a hurt, lost, and blinded fool, trying to keep an eye on you. Now I've said too much.  I don't need to cry away each lonely night. PROSE WISHES IT WERE POETRY, POETRY WISHES IT WERE MUSIC.   MUSIC SIMPLY WISHES. AND ALL THE WHILE,  IT'S LOVE THAT FULFILLS.  Listen well, my children, and you will hear. If you dare . . .  © 2026 by Roy B. Santonil

This song is the final track on the 1974 Souvenirs album. It was also featured in the movie "FM." (No static at all.) and was produced by Joe Walsh of the group known as Eagles.  I really enjoyed making this one.  The melody is infectuous and easy to follow.  The lyrics are simple but powerful.  Dan Fogelberg was a genius.  Also, I've re-named the channel from "ClarenceQ" to "Roy Plays For You." There's nowhere to hide.   © 2025 by Roy B. Santonil

Keep doing what you were meant to do. In the studio recording on The Yes Album , this song opens with Jon Roy Anderson, Christopher Russell Edward Squire and Stephen James Howe singing the sentence: "I'VE SEEN ALL GOOD PEOPLE TURN THEIR HEADS EACH DAY SO SATISFIED I'M ON MY WAY" twice,  a cappella , in three-part harmony. This is followed by a solo intro by Howe on the laúd, a Spanish lute. He also sometimes plays the solo on a standard acoustic guitar. I played it on my Martin 00015-M and my white Mexican custom Strat. Anyway, as the laúd begins a repeated four-bar phrase, it is joined by bass drum and bass guitar as Anderson resumes singing the lyrics, solo and in three-part harmony with Squire and Howe. Dual recorders enter on the third verse. Finally, a Hammond organ joins them, playing the same chords as the laúd until the first part of the song ends on a loudly sustained and unresolved organ chord. This epic piece has led me through my life jou...

It's Memorial Day 2025 . Back in 1988, my future wife agreed to take a trip with me to San Diego to visit the parents. We were living in Los Angeles at the time. That Memorial Day weekend trip started it all, for us. The rest is history. I had to really grind to learn something new here. The the second solo and outro to this song were not part of the original sheet music, so I had to watch YT videos to learn it.   It's not perfect, but it's the real deal. Bruce Hornsby was emphatic about the fact that he wanted to convey "a sense of place" in this song. He grew up in the Williamsburg, VA area.  Who would have thought that a jazz infused, piano-based, rock song about civil rights in the Reagan era would become such a classic? Anyway, I worked pretty hard to get this one. And here's the good news . . . I didn't sing.  © 2025 by Roy B. Santonil

Happy Easter . Happy 420. Happy Birthday . "He is not here." © 2025 by Roy B. Santonil

This album has haunted me since my freshman year, when I played the crap out of this album in my dorm room.  It was recorded in the artist's home studio, and was the prequel to his biggest commercial success "Harvest." which had "Old Man," the song I covered here . "After The Gold Rush" has a strong country influence, and one of the tracks,"Southern Man," was the basis for the line from the Lynyrd Skynyrd song, "Well I hope Neil Young will remember, a Southern Man don't need him around, anyhow."  SPOILER ALERT: I've always thought this song needed another verse, so I added one, with a resolution in the final chorus. Hope you like it. © 2025 Roy B. Santonil

Next up on the Boomer Hit Parade comes from the land down under. "Cargo" was the 1983 release from the Australian band "Men at Work." There are some nice cover versions on You Tube. I think the best is this one by Lazlo Bean , in which the song's writer, Colin Hay, makes a cameo appearance.  The song gained a new generation of fans when Colin appeared on the hit TV comedy "Scrubs," playing this song over several scenes. This was a second upload because I had to fix the lyrics as follows:  I worry "over" situations I know will be alright, not "about" those situations. Ghosts appear "and" fade away, not "then" fade away. Insomnia sucks, but sometimes, it just makes you work harder. This one is dedicated to all my jamming buddies through the years: Ann and Andy, Max, Mark, Mike, Chris, Pam, Blake, Rocco, Ross, and Virgil. I will never forget you guys. I did what I could with what I had.   © 2025 Roy B. Santonil

This one was harder to produce than the previous three music videos, and in my opinion, it sucks. The video editor kept crashing, and just like the previous video, "Old Man," I had to restart after losing hours of work. It's also cringey. But I'm trying. Funny thing is, I'm nowhere near the boss battle in my music journey. Anyway, this song is dedicated to all the girls I've loved and will love ... Can't you kids see us boomers also want to stop hate ... except for evil.  It's OK to hate what is evil. In the end, True Love conquers all. © 2025 Roy B. Santonil

If you know, you know.  © 2025 Roy B. Santonil

So I did it. Here's the full cover version of the song, with both parts. [ These Days ] includes me trying to sing, as well as the lyrics Also, the YouTube channel will be under a pseudonym >>> Clarence Quemuel -- long story. Don't be cruel.   YouTube is hassling me about copyrights and whatnot. We'll see how long this lasts.  © 2025 Roy B. Santonill

The subject is angels. This is one you can approach from different --- angles. I do not want to be obtuse, so let me say: "It's Time." My musical journey has arrived at 2025 with a 50-year backlog of lyrical stress relief, and finally, I'm happy to share it with you, reader, in this stream of consciousness social medium.  I picked this as a first foray into YouTubery because, well, it's fairly simple to play, and more importantly there are no words! It may get worse if I start to sing, but it also might get better. It took a couple dozen takes, and there's still a minor flaw at the end of the piece, but that's not important. Basically, I needed to learn how to properly edit videos. I used OpenShot software, and recorded on my Samsung Note 23 Phone. It's only a first effort and we'll see how this journey evolves. Thanks in advance for (ahem) Liking, Sharing, and Subscribing.  Oh, and also, NEVER GIVE UP . Happy Birthday and Happy Valentines Day to ...

Start here . I'll admit it. Three months is really too long of a break between blog posts.  Or has it been only two? It feels like a lot more than a trimester has passed since we last ventured into these post-Muskian Twitter Senior Citizen Cyber-rants. And another thing, why "a trimester?" It just seems so random.  Nothing is random. Hello Boomers and friends of boomers. ( Technically, I am NOT a boomer, but that is another issue for another time .) It's A Mestery Do you remember when trimesters were only a quarter? (Shutup, Dad) . On this day in 1973, legal use of the term "trimester" began costing us innocent lives, silenced hearts, and tiny ripped limbs. Until last summer's ruling in Dobbs v. Jackson Women's Health Organization Center for Reproductive Health 597 U.S. ___(2022) , the number of human embryos aborted surpassed 63 million.   63,000,000 is a lot of dead babies.  : ( sad face They coined that word -- trimester -- to serve as the skele...