Out of nowhere, a song from high school, that I used to hear on WBCN in Boston, popped into my mind. This song.
I liked the lyric “I quit my job, ain’t got no money,” because I’d just started working at my first part-time job, washing dishes for $1.60/hour. Many times I’d work a Friday night from 4-10, then go back in Saturday morning at 8 and work until 10 that night. A sixteen-year-old kid working a 14-hour day, 20 hours out of 30. That couldn’t have been legal, even forty years ago. Back then I thought Savoy Brown was a Southern band, like the Allman Brothers, but they’re British.