Wishing Hoping Dreaming

When the musician Ian McLagan passed away late last year, I looked for the above song to post, but for whatever reason I couldn’t locate it.  I’m not sure if it wasn’t on YouTube or it was user error.  Anyway, it’s one of those beautiful songs that hits me emotionally ever time I hear it.  It’s the cry in your drink melody and the extremely sympathetic playing of the Bump Band.  It’s McLagan’s voice which constantly sounds on the verge of breaking up.  It’s the lyrics about reaching and failing, about people long gone, but most of all about carrying on.

My brother put it on in the car today as I was driving him to the airport here in Austin.  I immediately thought about the happy hours at the Lucky Lounge that McLagan used to play.  I realized that I was in Austin for a very special period, when seeing someone like McLagan, for free no less, was a regular event.  You just had to muster the energy to drive a couple minutes downtown.  Those Lucky Lounge happy hours are gone now, fading into the ether of the past more and more with every minute.  A special place in time, once full of life, gone now forever.  It was a beautiful dream while it lasted…

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