Majestic words from the late, great Bob Marley.

Unless, of course, you’re Red Sox manager John Farrell. 🙂

Have to admit, I never really liked reggae until there we were, fellow Goodboy “Doggy Duval” McLaughlin and I were driving down the second hole at Las Vegas National Golf Club, listening to Bob and The Wailers “Jammin'” away – it seemed like the perfect music and attitude to whack golf balls to. When I built my Tropical Breezes collection I found just about every reggae band in existence plying their trade with Bob songs – all of them inevitably coming around to his iconic “Three Little Birds”, which I have come to love especially for the quirky-happy, synthesizer-masquerading-as-a-Farfisa-organ mimicking the general melody.

Beyond that, it’s really, when you come to think of it, not a bad philosophy to garf one’s life onto. Regardless of how we’d all like to think, there’s actually very little we have control over in our lives. In my view, all you can do is pursue love and joy in every way you can and take every day as it comes. Maybe every little thing isn’t gonna be alright, but while you can’t control everything that comes down the pike you can control how you deal with it and manage it. I mean, what’s the alternative? Drown yourself in cheap booze and Lady Gaga music? Look to surround yourself in the positive in everything and try to avoid all that negative crap that can make life as tedious as you want to make it.

Me? I choose the positive, and thank Bob for a little anthem to guide my way with.