This building is known locally as “The Casino.” It’s been here a long time. My sweetie, who has been coming to Cape Cod since she was a little girl–her parents owned a series of homes here–remembers going there as a teenager. Apparently, some type of gaming actually took place there in the past. It was this really funky bar/restaurant with a teenage (no alky) hangout downstairs when I first started coming here. It closed, and somebody really worked it over and made fancy, very expensive condos there. Well, the market was turning, and there was price resistance, and they didn’t sell. Now, it’s a restaurant with a bar (but not funky, pricey in fact–they wanted $150 a head for the 4th of July, with a pretty blah menu) to which we haven’t gone yet. Change. I’m told the sky in this picture portends a change in the weather–and indeed the weather changed later, things have gotten cooler, grayer.
The issue of change, its inevitability, its direction, its effects, and people’s attitudes about it has come up lately (well, it seems it is always coming up). I razzed mrschili about it (resistance to change, that is), and commented it was a strong New England trait. It’s a subject worthy of endless discussion. The big discussion these days is of course “global warming.” Quotes there because I mean, naturally (pun intended), human-caused warming. Anthropogenic. [If anyone reads this promptly, I'll be editing it shortly, and so it isn't complete].
The issue of change has been addressed musically. A lot. I did a song title search on iTunes with the word “change” and got almost a thousand hits (songs with “change” in the title). Even if some are repeats (different albums, live vs. studio, etc.) that’s a lot. So, even though I’m a sort of acoustic-folky kind of guy for the most part, I do like me some rock ‘n roll, and I’m offering up one of my favorite songs (it’s on both of my iPods, and all of my computers). I give you Mr. John Waite, and “Change”:
