Hey Jude

 

I find a familiarity in the song about fixing a hole where the rain gets in, just as I comprehend a certain sadness with Eleanor Rigby, but filling the cracks that ran through my door, that weren’t important yesterday says something about my list of priorities and its ability to change, or at least be flexible.

When I suggest that my philosophy is, I’ll follow the Sun, it doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t expect a little rain. Eleanor has shown me that, look at her working, darning her socks in the dark when there’s nobody there.  What does she care? I think if you asked her you’d find she does care, and she cares about the rain getting in as well.

I believe all the houses on Penny Lane have gone downhill.  The entire neighborhood isn’t what it once was.  Housing prices have dropped, stores have closed or moved out.  There are even some parts of town where Uber won’t go anymore.   This is all public record.

Speaking of records, I’m glad the Beatles songs stopped when they did.  I can’t think of anyone who wants to hear a song about the decline of Penny Lane, or see Jude as an old homeless guy laying in some doorway.  That’s depressing, I don’t even know why you brought it up.

Once there was a way to get back homeward, but I’m not sure what it was.  Maybe it's true, all you need is love.

 

Yes, that was my tribute to the greatest
band in the universe.