“Sunshine of My Life” sung by Stevie Wonder was the first record, a 45, that I ever bought.
Vixen Vic
March 11, 2019 7:25 am
The ’70s was a great time for music.
George Harrison really became a great songwriter. That song was extremely popular.
Vixen Vic
March 11, 2019 7:43 am
I love the Ramones.
Michael Thomas
March 11, 2019 2:06 pm
Good stuff – except for the rose petals or whatever they are in the George Harrison clip.
KeyserSusie
March 13, 2019 2:00 pm
Just back yesterday from an offshore overnight trip to tuna town. I only have 70 more TBP posts to read to catch up. Coulda loaded da boat with black fin tuna and sharks but negative on the yf. 247 statue miles on the water and 236 gallons of fuel burned. First day was furiously foggy all day until the sunset, resulting in restricted speed. Quit fishing at 2230 hours and went down on the bean bags and sleeping bags. At 2330 hours the front arrived early and stronger than predicted. The wind almost blew off my sleeping bag blanket. Hence a 6 hour ride home into the jarring jaws of a North wind only to arrive at Alabama’s Perdido Pass an hour before light. The pass is being dredged with mega machines so navigation through the dangerous pass at night had to wait for daybreak.
Hope I didn’t miss much.
I enjoyed these tunes. The 70’s found me in dental school then USAF and the end of the decade found me newly married with a bun in the oven and burdened with a mortgage and business loans. Knew all the songs ‘cept Sheena is a Punk Rocker.
Sometime past the turn of the century I acted out a fun fantasy going to my favorite social club dressed as a Ramone for Halloween. Fake wig, sunglasses, black chucks, tight torn jeans, black leather biker jacket and a white T-shirt emblazoned with “I wanna be sedated” on the front. As I entered the dance club the cover charge girl was checking in several Mexicans, maybe illegals, most likely working under the table somewhere. I knew the petite cutie, Little Bit, working the door quite well. She had asked for and received from me a tiny pocket rocket with a battery like the one I had given for Christmas to the cut out/Christina Applegate look alike I was training from da club. Little Bit told me she was studying to be a dentist one fine night.
Anyway as they debated the entry fee I walked up and told her with a snarl I was joey ramone and flashed her my member’s card. I nodded to the migrants and strutted past.
I could hear their exclamations in Spanish as I left them to deal with the hostess.
I belly’d up to the bar and ordered one bourbon, one scotch and one beer. The bar tender who knew me to not be much of a drinker just shook his head and smiled. Thirty minutes later I was close to comatose, sitting back in a table chair where private dances are performed for a dub, arms splayed hanging straight down, eyes closed and head tilted back. I am the cheapest of dates.
The daughter of the joint’s dead eponym came out of the front office and snapped a Polaroid of me.
Interesting to me is at the time I had been invited to be a member of the American Dental Association’s new council on oral conscious sedation. I had been quite active on a blog on dental techniques and oral conscious sedation. It featured techniques to treat phobic clients, primarily with N2O and quick acting benzodiazepines with a short half life. And mucho TLC.
Exact song I thought of when I saw the Ramones mention in the original post, KS. We had a local bad that covered it great, and also the Beatles ‘Slow Down’
Cheers.
Sticking with the theme in I Don’t Like Mondays, two more obscure similar tunes:
Ticking, by Elton John, and
Don’t Take Me Alive, by Steely Dan
Dark lyrics & motives.
10 of the best years ever for music period……
Hands Down, the best fucking rock & roll concert I ever attended
and not because my gal caught Randy Bachman’s guitar either. We were rocking man.
Another great song by another wonderful group. The ’70s were the best!
The prevalence of blow dryers in the ’70s, hence, the drummer’s hair.
1973 Stevie Wonder, Innervisions
“Sunshine of My Life” sung by Stevie Wonder was the first record, a 45, that I ever bought.
The ’70s was a great time for music.
George Harrison really became a great songwriter. That song was extremely popular.
I love the Ramones.
Good stuff – except for the rose petals or whatever they are in the George Harrison clip.
Just back yesterday from an offshore overnight trip to tuna town. I only have 70 more TBP posts to read to catch up. Coulda loaded da boat with black fin tuna and sharks but negative on the yf. 247 statue miles on the water and 236 gallons of fuel burned. First day was furiously foggy all day until the sunset, resulting in restricted speed. Quit fishing at 2230 hours and went down on the bean bags and sleeping bags. At 2330 hours the front arrived early and stronger than predicted. The wind almost blew off my sleeping bag blanket. Hence a 6 hour ride home into the jarring jaws of a North wind only to arrive at Alabama’s Perdido Pass an hour before light. The pass is being dredged with mega machines so navigation through the dangerous pass at night had to wait for daybreak.
Hope I didn’t miss much.
I enjoyed these tunes. The 70’s found me in dental school then USAF and the end of the decade found me newly married with a bun in the oven and burdened with a mortgage and business loans. Knew all the songs ‘cept Sheena is a Punk Rocker.
Sometime past the turn of the century I acted out a fun fantasy going to my favorite social club dressed as a Ramone for Halloween. Fake wig, sunglasses, black chucks, tight torn jeans, black leather biker jacket and a white T-shirt emblazoned with “I wanna be sedated” on the front. As I entered the dance club the cover charge girl was checking in several Mexicans, maybe illegals, most likely working under the table somewhere. I knew the petite cutie, Little Bit, working the door quite well. She had asked for and received from me a tiny pocket rocket with a battery like the one I had given for Christmas to the cut out/Christina Applegate look alike I was training from da club. Little Bit told me she was studying to be a dentist one fine night.
Anyway as they debated the entry fee I walked up and told her with a snarl I was joey ramone and flashed her my member’s card. I nodded to the migrants and strutted past.
I could hear their exclamations in Spanish as I left them to deal with the hostess.
I belly’d up to the bar and ordered one bourbon, one scotch and one beer. The bar tender who knew me to not be much of a drinker just shook his head and smiled. Thirty minutes later I was close to comatose, sitting back in a table chair where private dances are performed for a dub, arms splayed hanging straight down, eyes closed and head tilted back. I am the cheapest of dates.
The daughter of the joint’s dead eponym came out of the front office and snapped a Polaroid of me.
Interesting to me is at the time I had been invited to be a member of the American Dental Association’s new council on oral conscious sedation. I had been quite active on a blog on dental techniques and oral conscious sedation. It featured techniques to treat phobic clients, primarily with N2O and quick acting benzodiazepines with a short half life. And mucho TLC.
So in their honor:
I gotta admit I like some of the side stories.
Exact song I thought of when I saw the Ramones mention in the original post, KS. We had a local bad that covered it great, and also the Beatles ‘Slow Down’
Cheers.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_pHT9yYFdZg
Here is a version of American Pie that deserves a look and captures what is gone with the wind… ec nice tunes you add.