The Golden Aging Of Music

| Learning | December 4, 2013

(I am thirty, and I decide to go back to college to get the qualifications I needed for a university course. I have to take three courses, but I only need two to get onto my university course. I take music because I play guitar and figure it will be fun. Most of the kids in my class are between 18 and 20 years old. I am very young-looking for my age. I tell everyone I am a mature student and I often talk about my kids who are two and five years old.)

Teacher: “So what do we all think Freddie Mercury meant with this line?

‘Too late, my time has come,
Sent shivers down my spine,
Body’s aching all the time.
Goodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.’

Classmate: “Well, he was dying wasn’t he? He was saying goodbye.”

Me: “No, I don’t think so. He didn’t die for another 15 years after Bohemian Rhapsody was released.”

Classmate: “How do you know that?”

Me: “Because I remember hearing about Freddie Mercury’s death on the radio. It was in 1991 and I was coming home from holiday with my parents.”

(The teacher is looking at me strangely.)

Teacher: “Don’t make up stories, [My Name].”

Me: “I’m not making up stories… I was eight years old in 1991.”

Classmate: “What? No way!”

Me: “You guys realise I’m thirty, right? I’m always talking about my kids and I’ve already admitted that the first album I ever bought was a ‘New Kids On The Block’ record!”

Teacher: “We thought you were a little strange. We thought the kids you talked about were your siblings.”

Me: “And when I mention my c-section scar?”

Classmate: “We thought you were a sl*t!”

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