i heard this song once and only once--on a jukebox in some roadside diner in the summer of 1964 during a family vacation. i was a very little kid at the time, but for some reason it stuck in my head and comes back to haunt me from time to time. so tonight i decide to look for it, and wham! there it is on youtube.
[the only other thing i remember about this experience: i wanted to play the song again but none of the grownups would give me the goddam nickel or whatever it cost back then, so i had to wait 44 years]
and yeah it's sappy, but if this song (or at the very least, that hairdo) doesn't resonate with you even a little bit, then (a) your endorphin receptors are wired completely differently than mine; and/or (b) you need to come back and listen to it next time you're shitfaced.
sober update: turns out nobody--not even those of my friends upon whom i can usually rely to eat cheesy retro shit like this up--is moved by either this song or the hair.
8 comments:
Like an everything pizza, your have made your blog into a bit of this a bit of that...
I guess it is a more rounded expression of you as a person, but for the life of me, do you expect ANYONE to be interested in all (or even most) of your subjects?
So, to take as an example the last three posts you've done. I'm sure Skeeter Davis has her fans. But how many of them are going to be interested in the ubermas standards of gay tricking? And, then, how many of those really care about Scott McClellan and his 'disloyal' book about George W. Bush?
You've got me on two of the three and I'm atypical.
noblesavage: so even the hair didn't do it for you, huh?
skeeter's hair is truly modest by Texas big hair standards....and you know it...
sweetheart, trust me, i ate it up..
but i was too damn drunk off my an mkf cocktail that i couldn't type and comment on it right away..
yhm: yeah, drunk typing is a specialized skill; maybe i should teach a class
and thanks for eating it up, babe--see you tuesday.
Skeeter's hair is modest by today's Texas standards, lol.
This song belongs at the end of a bad horror/zombie movie.
judi: i can actually see zombies plodding around to this song, but they'd be lovesick zombies, goddammit.
See? Totally works in a zombie setting!
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