© 1988 Daniel D. Taddei

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About Too Many People


For a short time I was deluded into the thought that going to Law School would somehow be good for me. Before I started I at least had the forethought to work in the field to be sure it was the right thing for me.


I got a job working for the Assistant United States Attorney in downtown Los Angeles. For four moths, before I came back to my senses, I commuted daily from the beach to hell in my 1967 convertible Camaro, back and forth on I-10 (or Santa Monica Freeway as it is called there). I wrote this song while sitting in traffic on I-10. I picked up my guitar when I got home, played the song, then called work and quit.


I often wonder what would have happened if I didn’t have the top down that day or if I drove something like a volvo. Would I have gotten use to being strangled by a dangling noose of silk each day? Nah... I’d have quit sometime that week anyway. Life’s  too short to ware long pants!