Good grief, it's July 30th and I nearly let this month go by without mentioning its real commemorative importance. I guess all the explosions of the blasted 4th cancelled my real reverence for it. Then Norma staggered in with a reminder. A fraction of which is piled on our kitchen counter:
I turned 12 that year and, like most kids that age, could fall in love even when nobody else was around. I still celebrate Blue Moon:
Ever see the 80's movie 'An American Werewolf in London'? It was featured in the flick. I like the song too, Geo. I was a soph in HS, working in the summer digging graves. Seriously, my job was digging graves.
ReplyDeleteDear Mike, my HS summer job was in the hop harvest --went from farmhand to gardener in a mere 50 years (strangely, my children don't feel like they live in my shadow!). There's no tragedy in hard work. Tragedy would be if you'd not become a physician working to keep people (like me) out of graves.
DeleteI think I was dee-jaying when that song came out and (as "Bruce on the Loose") probably spun that platter more times than I can count. But I'm still confused by your blue moon photo. How'd you do that, anyhoo?
ReplyDeleteDear Bruce, if you go back a month to "Trainride..." post --https://trainrideoftheenigmas.blogspot.com/2019/06/enigma-of-indoor-moon.html-- about finding an indoor moon, you'll see how I did that. "Indoor Moon" was a present to my wife that turns all sorts of colors (you can see the remote-control in my right hand).
DeleteTo me that song and that version of the song is a classic.
ReplyDeleteOh Emma, it was the version that played in our heads with more dingity-dang syllables than anybody can sing other than auctioneers.
DeleteWe saw a performance of Sha-na-na group 40 years ago on stage. They sang Blue Moon and some other favorites. Good memories.
ReplyDeleteGood memories indeed, Susan! Sha-Na-Na has been reviving Doo-Wop since the group's formation in 1969. It's just too fun to let go of.
DeleteCan't listen to the song in case it startles Granma Grace (she is napping in the armchair across from me) BUT I can celebrate the plum harvest, that's marvellous!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lisa! Most considerate (I have to use a headset when listening later at night). Plum trees are among the most numerous volunteers in in this region --good thing too!
DeleteThat is a song that just makes me happy, happy, happy.😄
ReplyDeleteDear Arleen, that is the magic, magic, magic of Doo-Wop --gets us feeling all sorts of useful emotions.
DeleteI'll be singing that all day. Thanks Geo.
ReplyDeleteGlad to have helped induce that happy activity, Delores.
DeleteWow, this song!...
ReplyDeleteWhen I was learning English, it was one of the first songs that caught my ears.
And God bless the plums and the blue moons!!!
Most kind, Ana, I suspect songs spread different languages as much or more than textbooks. Blessings appreciated!
DeleteI never tire of hearing Blue Moon! *Chuckling* remembering my surprise the first time I saw videos of their performance, realizing they weren't white. (This, from the 50's child who grew up in a totally homogenous community.)
ReplyDeleteDear Mevely, as I recall, there were at least 2 ethnicities in the early Marcels. I grew up among farmers and ranchers of all extractions and phenotypes but we all sang hick music.
DeleteI'm so happy that Blue Moon and 39 other tunes from that era were given a second life in the movie American Graffiti. I was too young for the first time around but just the right age in 1973. Sometimes I think I was born a decade too late. Thanks for the d-d-d-dang nice memory, Geo. :)
ReplyDelete0_Jenny, You're welcome. It's a pleasure and privilege to bring such songs to the blog.
DeleteWe've been absorbed in lots of "stuff" recently and hearing that great old tune was a wonderful break. It woke up some old memory chips and feelings. What a delight.
ReplyDeleteThose plumbs are a wonderful sight. And so is that blue moon!
Thanks, Tom, glad you enjoyed the post. Happy it counteracted some of the more perniciously absorbent "stuff" going on --that's the effect I was after!
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