My timing is way off. Plus, I owe you an apology for not writing my Bonus Post in honor of Lyric Status Friday last week. But, the lyrics playing in my head tonight are synonymous with all the young minds that are now free from the confines of school for a couple months. I can identify no matter how old I am and how distant those days seem to be.
No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher’s dirty looks
Well we got no class And we got no principles And we got no innocence We can’t even think of a word that rhymes
School’s out for summer School’s out forever School’s been blown to pieces
So now you know (Who gets mystified) So now you know (Who gets mystified)
Show me the power child, I’d like to say That I’m down on my knees today It gives me the butterflies, gives me away ‘Til I’m up on my feet again I’m feeling, I?m feeling Outshined, outshined, outshined, outshined
— Chris Cornell, Soundgarden
You can count on it. This won’t be the last song I promote on Bonus Post Friday. Chris Cornell is one of my faves. Soundgarden, Audioslave, solo, what have you. It’s all good. Damn good.
But, Outshined, is my absolute top when it comes to the Cornell’s magic. It blares inside my car while I drive around checking errands off my list. I envision my college days. The scenes center on the entry-level, night-course I took on graphic arts/printing. My classmates and I are busy creating. Then, in the midst of screen-printing some t-shirts, Chris Cornell belts Outshinedfrom the in-ceiling speakers or from someone’s boom box (it was still the ’90s, people).