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Class of 1800

Children once thrilled to brilliant musicians Hayden and Mozart, Shubert and Shuman My generation grew up on playboys and madmen Hugh Hefner and Alfred E. Newman The musicians gave brilliant exhibitions My generation shed its inhibitions

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Michael Tor

Date: 7/8/2023 12:15:00 AM

Love Mad Magazine read for years....

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 7/5/2023 5:46:00 PM

Love that middle verse. How true that is. I used to read Mad magazine so many moons ago :)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/6/2023 8:30:00 AM

Oh, then you know my cousin, Alfred E. Newman! ~ Gershon S. Oldman

John Watt

Date: 7/4/2023 10:43:00 PM

Nicely put. To think those composers did all they did without the aid of the internet, synthesizers, recording equipment, microphones, sampling, or software ~ What Me Worry?

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/6/2023 8:35:00 AM

Kind of like the Moon Landing in 1969, using technology programmed largely in Fortran IV. How did they do it?! I think the answer is that man's fears and inhibitions multiply the more he relies on super-advanced technology. ~ Just sayin'

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 7/4/2023 10:02:00 PM

Mine it's superstitions (some of them anyway!)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/6/2023 8:38:00 AM

Keep shedding those superstitions, Shirley - except for the one about black-hats. lol. :)