Tuning the radio dial while driving through the mountains the other day, I came across a commercial for an Orson Welles recording of a song called “I Know What It’s Like To Be Young But You Don’t Know What It’s Like To Be Old.” The title is pretty much the whole song. But I wonder if it’s true, at least from the dramatist’s point of view. It’s certainly the case that young writers can have trouble thinking themselves into characters fifty years older, but at least as often writers creating young characters have trouble discarding their awareness of what comes after: it’s precisely because they do know what it’s like to be young and old that they find it hard to put aside the latter half of the equation. Craig Carnelia, a workmanlike Broadway lyricist who came a cropper recently on The Sweet Smell of Success, wrote a modest hit a few years ago called Is There Life After High School?
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This article originally appeared in The New Criterion, Volume 21 March 2003, on page 39
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