Happy 247th birthday to the United States of America. And I thought I was old.
May your fireworks burn brighter and longer than ever today, gheorghies. Just don't lose any digits today -- I mean like JPP, not Phil or Rikki.
Spend time today in free revelry, and enjoy the excitement only a free man can feel, as Red once said.
Maybe think about what and why we celebrate.
And maybe just drink some beer and listen to some good old America music. Not American music, per se, since these guys went to high school and subsequently got their start in London (though 2/3 were indeed American), but America music. America. The band.
Especially a song about the open highway and driving around in the sunshine in a car that Z would love and Dave would hate. A song that coined the term Purple Rain.
What the hell, let's take that Purple Rain thing a little further and offer up the Purple One himself... singing "America." It could only get more American if this live clip had been recorded on July... or been in the US. Oh well.
Happy Birthday, America.
(The country.)