Yesterday I Took My Younger

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A few days ago I watched an interview on television with a well-known Dutch poet, performer, and author, Jules Deelder ─ in celebration of his 74th anniversary. Besides his candor, openly discussing his alcohol and drug addiction, he mentioned something that made me think: ‘At my age, everything that has happened feels like yesterday.’
And immediately I started to wonder: What if all past customer experiences feel like they happened yesterday? If so, this could explain the often strong emotions people tend to have with a brand ─ even if these experiences happened many years ago.
The notion of ‘yesterday’ lingered on in my mind for days and it made me remember a song by Charles Aznavour: ‘Yesterday When I Was Young‘. The lyrics are of a man, looking back on his younger years. I wondered whether the use of ‘yesterday’ was simply a poetic expression, or that the songwriter actually captured the essence of how our mind perceives the past?
We know from neurological studies that our memory is essential to construct scenarios for ourselves in the future. We know people who are good at remembering also have vivid thoughts about the future. People like Henry Roediger did a lot of research on memory recollection. Roediger said we store only bits and pieces of what happened—a smattering of impressions we weave together into what feels like a seamless narrative. When we retrieve a memory, we also rewrite it, so that the next time we go to remember it, we don’t retrieve the original memory but the last one we recollected. So, each time we tell a story, we embellish it, while remaining genuinely convinced of the integrity of our memories.
Could these phenomena explain for the ‘yesterday’ perception? That ─ after recollecting our memories ─ we reconstruct our memory and put a new timestamp on it? Or is it because the reason to remember is merely to create helpful scenarios with which to consciously address our future? After all, what is consciousness, but the ability to make plans and gain some advantage over our environment, rather than stumble from crisis to crisis?
Until a plausible answer comes along, I’m sure you’ll enjoy Aznavour ─ as do I.
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"Yesterday, When I Was Young" lyrics
Yesterday, when I was young
The taste of life was sweet
Like rain upon my tongue
I teased at life as if
It were a foolish game
The way an evening breeze
Would tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed
The splendid things I planned
I always built to last
On weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned
The naked light of day
And only now I see
How the years have run away

Yesterday, when I was young
There were so many songs
That waited to be sung
So many wild pleasures
That lay in store for me
And so much pain
My dazzled eyes refused to see
I ran so fast that time
And youth at last ran out
And I never stopped to think
What life was all about
And every conversation
That I can recall
Concerned itself with me
And nothing else at all

Yesterday, the moon was blue
And every crazy day
Brought something new to do
And I used my magic age
As if it were a wand
And never saw the waste
And emptiness beyond
The game of love I played
With arrogance and pride
And every flame I lit
So quickly, quickly died
The friends I made all seemed
Somehow to drift away
And only I am left
On stage to end the play

Yesterday when I was young
There were so many songs
That waited to be sung
So many wild pleasures
Lay in store for me
And so much pain
My dazzled eyes refused to see
There are so many songs in me
That won't be sung
Cause I feel the bitter taste
Of tears upon my tongue
And the time has come for me
To pay for yesterday
When I was young
Writer(s): Charles Aznavour, Herbert Kretzmer

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