It's times like these

when one is forced to wonder: am I the only person in North America, or indeed the world, who is currently listening to Julian Lennon's "The Secret Value of Daydreaming," and, furthermore, enjoying it--with a pang of nostalgia, to be sure, but basically, essentially, enjoying it (inasmuch as one can truly be said to enjoy anything)? probably. I saw him play live at the Universal Amphitheater, 19 years, 1 month, and 20 days ago. give or take.