Of all the great, great music of the 80’s, the one number that makes me the most nostalgic is not a political bombast or a depression-dirge. No, it’s a song sung by an androgynous singer for his identity-conflicted drummer/lover. Those who know me might be surprised by this revelation; those who know me well, however, know that I’m a man of contradictions. “Time (Clock of the Heart)” is, pardon the pun, a timeless classic of the sort that simultaneously sweeps each listener to a particular time and place. It’s the “Moon River” or “Theme To A Summer Place” of my generation. At my fortieth high school reunion – when attendees have abandoned hope of slowing time, when all pretenses of youth are gone – this song will come on. Smiles will light up, the dance floor will fill up, and for three minutes and forty-two seconds, we all will be truly young again. “Time (Clock of the Heart)” will be celebrating its 30th anniversary in November, 2012.
