It's been ages since I played guitar. This afternoon I broke out the shiny, candy apple-red acoustic. It felt great. My fingertips aching from just the first few chords, I ran through Back On The Chain Gang. Not bad, I thought, with a bit of puffery.
"Mama, what kind of song is that?" asked Luke, face shining with pride.
"It's called Back On The Chain Gang," I said, not missing a beat.
"Oh. Back on... Chain... Gang. Mama? Can you play Elmo song?"
"Um... I'm not sure I know how, but I can try."
And so I did, I tried, and found the chords.
Damn it, I even sang it for him.