While Daydreaming About Timepiece Inventors
While daydreaming about timepiece inventors...
as the figurative curtain closes on 2022
How arbitrary the assignment
of seconds, minutes, hours,
days, months, years...
to the passage of time,
and I would be hard pressed
to differentiate one moment
from the next without the aid
of some handy dandy mechanism
linkedin to clocking existence.
An especially keen awareness
piques the one mind
among plethora of Foo Fighters
particularly at the strike of midnight
December thirty first when people Kiss
veritable strangers relishing
The Lovin' Spoonful of each
Pink lips.
Who knows whence the measurement
of time came about, though this chap
proposes the following general
happenstance until one becomes
among Grateful Dead.
Perhaps psalm body named Judas
Priest arranged to congregate, but cohorts
restless (sans Quiet Riot),
did Accept a Mercyful Fate
asper their Iron Maiden pact,
but needed to reassure doubting Tom us
(a petty detail), how to coordinate self
anointed Black Sabbath.
An Idol Billy Graham
proposed a resolution; this
coincidentally enough would be calculated,
figured, and interpolated vis a vis
to happen on New Years Eve circa
unknown when Beatles
endured mania when their fans
acted like The Monkeys
who went bananas.
Some metal-heads
put their Smashface together, and contrived
a crude modus operandi, which
involved each musician to crank up
and amplify to the max
his instrument of choice.
No matter distance extant between
closest and farthest member,
RUSH of Earth, Wind and Fire
would be faintly heard
analogous to Genesis
of new beginning.
The era re: these off Phish hill
bit players didst dabble with primitive
chronometers comprised hamlets a mere
shouting distance apart.
Once a quasi reliant (and affordable) methodology
evolved, one singer songwriter
upped the (space/time quantum theory)
ante by conniving, fostering (the Village
People), inviting live on stage performances.
Quite a bit of fancy free footloose gimcrackery
reckoned to be sale-able to sell at audiences,
thus drawing a Crowded House.
Nonetheless, there remained the confounding,
irksome, pesky quandary sans figuring precision
concerning how to segment morning
to night cycle.
Perhaps the town nerd
might own the (get) smarts to tinker
satisfactorily until...PRESTO
about equivalent to 5 Seconds of Summer.
The purported impossible mission
solved with refinement
propelling one geek after the other into
the klieg lights if only
for a blink (182) of an eye.
A quick and easy
(makeshift, albeit very temporary)
Cheap Trick would suffice in the interim
(which might entail many generations)
to rock a Super Tramp off The Farm.
Lo and behold a panacea arrived
in form of Jethro Tull.
Beastie Boys (more or less
marauding hooligan gangs
comprised of Arctic Monkeys)
possessed an uncanny verve zeroing
in on the challenge to enable
Crowdsource sing.
They designed, hand
crafted, and linkedin all knowledge
about mathematics and physics.
One contrivance edged out other equally
farcical gizmo.
Via some lack of clarification
Badfinger referred both to the longer
of two needles pointers plus included
the entire mechanism.
Individuals would no longer
find themselves in Dire Straits
getting someplace
with markedly greater accuracy.
Sooner or later a confluence of
beginners dumb luck witnessed
a Mötley Crüe, whereat brainstorm
(of course in tandem with consciousness
expanding material) yielded a great
burst of inventiveness within The
Human League, though after end
less modifications credit for
the handy dandy blues clues
pocket watch allotted
to a plethora of anonymous minds.
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2022
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