I heard and enjoy this classic rock song this weekend, and started reflecting about the lyric refrain from the song that they do not write songs like that anymore.
I wondered why some works of art or creative objects are so superior and lovely that it seems impossible to reach such heights again or anymore.
My interpretation of creative genius is that, if we would maverize, we could write songs as good as or better than they song cited above. We could have so done yesterday, today or tomorrow.
The lyrical golden age is but two maverized song writers away.
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