You Have To Learn To Pace Yourself… …PRESSURE. You’re Just Like Everybody Else… …PRESSURE. …” — BILLY JOEL (“PRESSURE”)

“…You’ve Only Had To Run So Far, So Good. But You Will Come To A Place, Where The Only Thing You Feel Are Loaded Guns In Your Face. And You’ll Have To Deal With PRESSURE!!!”

“…You Used To Call Me Paranoid… …PRESSURE. But Even You Cannot Avoid… …PRESSURE. …”

“…You Turn The Tap-Dance Into Your Crusade. Now Here You Are With Your Faith, And Your Peter Pan Advice. You Have No Scars On Your Face. And You Cannot Handle PRESSURE!!!”

“PRESSURE”

By

BILLY JOEL

Is Something I Remember From The Beginning Of MY MEMORY.

It Came Out In 1982.

My VERY-FIRST MEMORIES Begin Then.

We Had A Tornado Come Through My Hometown That Summer.

But…

…I Don’t Honestly Remember The Tornado.

That Was In May, 1982.

My Memories Begin In September, 1982.

It’s A Smell.

No Joke, My Peeps.

It’s The Smell Of Wood.

FRESH WOOD.

My Conscious Mind STARTS In September, 1982.

And It’s The Smell Of The FRESH WOOD…

…Being Used To BUILD Our NEW HOME.

The First Home Was A TOTAL Loss.

We Got Lucky.

We Got DAMN Lucky, Actually.

And I Don’t Remember A Moment Of It.

But…

…I Can Remember That Smell From September.

Anytime I’m NEAR Some FRESH WOOD…

…That Smell Hits Me.

I Catch-It So So So Fast After I’m Around It.

But…

…EVERY-SINGLE-TIME I Smell The Stuff…

…I’m FORCED To DEEPLY Inhale.

To Me…

…That Smell…

…Is…

THE

MOST AMAZING SMELL EVER EVER EVER.

I’m TOTALLY NOT-JOKIN‘, My Peeps.

I’ve Never Been Affected By ANYTHING

…At ANYTIME

ANYWHERE

…Like THAT Smell.

NOW…

…Back To My Point Of This Bloggin’ing.

My Mother Had Billy Joel In The Car.

And I Remember Singing It With Her.

And I Always Told Her How Great Her Voice Was When She’d Sing With Him.

That…

…And THE VIDEO For “PRESSURE”…

…Is THE FIRST VIDEO I REMEMBER…

…EVER EVER EVER.

Yep.

That Video.

And I Remember Saying To Myself…

“Sheesh. That Rug ATE THAT GUY!”

And My Parents Would Say…

“YEP. So Watch Out For The Rugs.”

And It Became A GAME To US.

I’d Be On The Couch Somewhere…

…And They’d Have A RUG Under It…

…Or…

…There Was A RUG Under The Coffee Table IN-FRONT-OF The Couch…

…And I’d Say…

“I Can’t Get Up, That RUG MIGHT GET ME!”

…And They’d Say…

“YEP. What’Ya’Gonna’Do?”

…To Which My Reply Was…

“I’ll Have To JUMP IT!”

…Or…

“I Don’t Know If I Can Reach The Other-Side!?”

And I’d Try To Exit The Couch…

…WITHOUT Touching The RUG.

All Because Of THAT VIDEO.

So YES

“PRESSURE”

By

BILLY JOEL

…Has A Special Place In My Heart…

…In My Mind…

…And My “MIND?!“.

Oh…

…And I ROCK At PRESSURE.

It’s The Every-Single-Day Stuff I Struggle With.

When Someone Says…

“WHO DID THIS THING RIGHT HERE?!?!”

…I’d Say…

“NOT ME!”

…Even Though…

…I Either KNEW I Did It…

…Or…

…I WASN’T SURE IF I’d Done It.

It’s ALWAYS The EASY STUFF, Too.

Sheesh, I Tell You.

Sheesh, INDEED.

;)

Oh… …And… …Uh… …Here’s Another Photo Of Billy Joel.

;) ;)

;) :D ;)

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2 responses to “You Have To Learn To Pace Yourself… …PRESSURE. You’re Just Like Everybody Else… …PRESSURE. …” — BILLY JOEL (“PRESSURE”)

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  2. Reblogged this on "You Jivin' Me, Turkey?" and commented:

    This Piece, However, Is THE MOST REQUESTED Piece I Have In Regard To Rebloggin’ing Requests. My Family AND My Friends Think It’s One Of The My Best, And The Continue Telling Me I Should Do More And More AND MORE Just Like It.
    So…
    …This One Is Being Reblogged With LOTS Of LOVE And HAPPINESS.
    I’m VERY Pleased Everyone Has Enjoyed It So Much.
    And THANK YOU For Continuing To Follow My Work.
    It Is MUCH Appreciated, My Peeps :)
    -BRAD

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