Roy Orbison was the very first 45 record I bought as a young teen...maybe pre-teen. It was probably Pretty Woman, but my memory isn't what it used to be.
Roy Orbison was the very first 45 record I bought as a young teen...maybe pre-teen. It was probably Pretty Woman, but my memory isn't what it used to be.
Let's talk about age and failing memories. My first 45 record was Elvis Presley 'Love Me Tender" and following shortly was "Daddy's Little Girl" by was it Patty Page? And there you have the psychosis of the 1950's. Oh, dear.
perfectly true. but when I start to tell stories about back in those days, a lot of the bad shit seems to filter itself out. I was caught in the middle of a gunfight once, and it ALWAYS sounds funny, even the part about me hitting the ground and praying really LOUD, which leads me to think that my fourth grade teacher might have been right about there being "no atheists in the foxholes." in which case, that's the ONLY thing she was ever right about.
mine was "Handy Man." needless to say, I had no idea what it was really about. I also had no idea what all that grunting and groaning in "What'd I Say?" was about.
like most of us, I eventually got it. and there is no going back, despite the fact that I'd LOVE to buy back a quarter century or so.
and thanks, Tom....your scheme is working. I snuck a quick look at MSNBC a few minutes ago, when I returned after walking the much-discussed dogs, but turned it off very quickly.
that the completely monstrous Lee Zeldin has any sort of shot in this state is terrifying, but there I go again.
and, until my Disney-rich BFF of 60 years shows up in an hour or so for an old movie or two, just posting on here is a fabulous way to spend the time.
Roy Orbison was the very first 45 record I bought as a young teen...maybe pre-teen. It was probably Pretty Woman, but my memory isn't what it used to be.
Let's talk about age and failing memories. My first 45 record was Elvis Presley 'Love Me Tender" and following shortly was "Daddy's Little Girl" by was it Patty Page? And there you have the psychosis of the 1950's. Oh, dear.
Paying attention to the lyrics from our youth is horrifying....such as "I want to be Bobby's girl". Why?? Lol.
Paying attention to just about anything from my youth is fairly horrifying.
I actually laughed out loud.
perfectly true. but when I start to tell stories about back in those days, a lot of the bad shit seems to filter itself out. I was caught in the middle of a gunfight once, and it ALWAYS sounds funny, even the part about me hitting the ground and praying really LOUD, which leads me to think that my fourth grade teacher might have been right about there being "no atheists in the foxholes." in which case, that's the ONLY thing she was ever right about.
I'll say this about "those days," and some of them were some pretty rough road, they have produced an endless supply of great stories.
mine was "Handy Man." needless to say, I had no idea what it was really about. I also had no idea what all that grunting and groaning in "What'd I Say?" was about.
like most of us, I eventually got it. and there is no going back, despite the fact that I'd LOVE to buy back a quarter century or so.
and thanks, Tom....your scheme is working. I snuck a quick look at MSNBC a few minutes ago, when I returned after walking the much-discussed dogs, but turned it off very quickly.
that the completely monstrous Lee Zeldin has any sort of shot in this state is terrifying, but there I go again.
and, until my Disney-rich BFF of 60 years shows up in an hour or so for an old movie or two, just posting on here is a fabulous way to spend the time.