Some months ago, my wife and I dined over Zoom with my daughter and son-in-law. We set our laptop across the table, they did the same, and by dessert we’d circled around to a familiar family topic: the music of dad’s youth. My son-in-law plays the bass, so I believe he was not simply indulging me when I launched into a perhaps overlong lecture from the School of Rock.
I asked if they had seen Sting (another bass player) perform “The Rising” in honor of Bruce Springsteen at the Kennedy Center Honors. They had not, so we switched to screen-sharing, popped it up on YouTube, and watched Sting perform the Boss’s elegiac song.