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All about a song V Goofy Foot !!

A very silly post but true.

It is hard to believe youngest son will be entering High School next August. High School was a crazy and sleepy time for me. I know it will be much better for him. The dumbest thing I ever did then was for an English class. We were studying lyrics. 1974 was a turning point for music. I spent a lot of time listening to my siblings LPs lying around such as Cream,  Donovan, the Seeds, the Beatles and the Beach Boys. I did not have a car yet, and I couldn’t get around much. My friends and I would go to the beach when we could during the summer. I was not a surfer girl but I often dreamed of being one just like Gidget. We watched the reruns! I was two years old when she hit the big screen. My friends and I thought she was cool, independent and got to hang out with some very cute guys. This is why at 16 I fell in love with the Beach Boys; if only their voices.
In class we were required to pick a song and write about the lyrics. We brought the vinyl record to class and it was played before the class on the English/drama sound system. I played “Surfer Girl.” I don’t think many of the students knew the song. It was not played much on the radio at the time. Unless the other students had older siblings like I did. It was a different generational type of song. It seemed like a good idea at the time,

wrong.!!! After the song played several guys mocked a silent, “Score Four” to me with their nasty teenager mouths. It was humiliating.

Now I look back and see a very sweet, vulnerable hearted, young woman. It was ok. I did influence my friends to buy old Beach Boy LPs. In the San Fernando Valley where the Beach Boys became girly hip songs to play at local pot parties of the mid-70s, . It was not as popular as progressive, or underground 70s rock. To us innocent girls it was better and much more romantic!

We were very enthusiastic about The Beach Boys !!

All about a song III

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Mike Ness’s voice vibrates in that special part of my heart where youth affirms its hold on my yesterday. From punk on the street to a band of fame and glory. Stinky barf alleys, clubs, radio to free download to my website. Not just me but a handful, a scene, a generation. This song came to me at a time when I am reunited with the punk scene. Those times when time bends to grab you in its circular reflection of friends long gone by. Today this song sings to my heart loudly. The contrary life I am living. I don’t believe in devils yet I do know that psychopaths walk the earth. I don’t believe in angels …yet I have met them. It all comes down to the choices we make. “Easy peasy lemon squeezy!” My red Militaria hat and I bow to this song…

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To Eddie Egan on his birthday so near to Valentines day ! All the best to you and your family!! Unless we get dementia… may we always remember our wild dayz!!