“Come the Revolution,” a term coined by Grace Morales to signify profound shifts in consciousness was further elaborated by her son, Tom, in his column “Saving Grace: What I learned from my mom.” This revolution, as Tom explains, can be sparked by education or experience, both serving as catalysts for personal growth.
Our times present unprecedented opportunities for the revolution within, but they can easily be overlooked given the noise without. It is challenging to disconnect when our connections are so connected. I often need to remind myself that human relationships have always been problematic. Only the means of expression change.
However, in our current era, there’s a palpable sense of change. Ben Folds, a keen observer of these shifts, has captured this sentiment in his latest album, What Matters Most. I suggest watching Blade Runner with the sound off, listening to a Ben Folds playlist, and reading Andrew Leahey’s cover story. Artists like Folds, who have experienced several creative revolutions, offer us a unique perspective condensed into the length of a playlist. It’s a bit strange, but undeniably fascinating.
Back in the day, we made playlists on cassette tapes and shared them. It meant a lot to receive one because they required commitment to compile. You knew the special ones because of the hand-drawn graphics on the cassette box. I’m guessing thousands of these were made at Spence Manor.
The Four Seasons, it isn’t. And thank the Lord for that. No, the Spence is waaay cooler than that. Legend has it that the Beatles George, Paul, and Ringo darkened its doors (John was otherwise engaged). Elvis held court on the top floor. Willie Nelson’s room was found by following your nose. Randy Fox gets the lay of the land through his conversation with long-time resident and majordomo of the place, Bobby John Henry.
Plenty of “Come the Revolution” moments happened there, no doubt.
With love from the Webb Pierce pool,
