Saturday, March 18, 2006
MAKIN’ LOVE BY MUSICAt the risk of dating myself—as in showing how old I am, not as in dating and going to movies, etc. by myself—I’ll ask this question…do you like thinking back to “the good old days” and “songs of yesteryear”…? I do. I woke up with a ‘70’s tune in my head. Undercover Angel. Remember that one?
Undercover Angel, midnight fantasy. Who wrote that song? If you know the answer, send it down my newsletter list. I’ll do a random drawing on that and give up a free download of an e-book—or something.
And that brings me to the next song that jumped into my brain. Some of the lyrics here: “Makin’ love in my Chevy van and that’s all right by me.” Who sang that one?
And, ya can’t remember the ‘70’s without Afternoon Delight rollin’ through your brain, can ya? I can’t.
Okay, I didn’t graduate until the ‘80’s, but I remember the summer Afternoon Delight came out. I went to the lake with my friend Kelly; her family had a cabin up there. With that song playing in the background, I got my first kiss. Some kid named Larry. Cutest guy at the lake that year—which wasn’t sayin’ much. Never kept in touch. Didn’t see him the next time I went up there—which was good since I was re-thinking the whole “giving kisses for free” thing.
That of course was reinforced to me when MTV came out with Money for Nothing and Chicks for Free. Who sang that one? I can picture the video in my head but can’t read the fine print words in the corner of the screen. (Yeah, I know. My brain works weird. That’s why I write a lot of paranormal stuff! LOL)
Remember those days? People were struggling between the free love of the sixties and teaching their kids to be careful. HIV had just “come out” and there were posters in school bathrooms saying you couldn’t get it from toilet seats or kissing. But, who knew for sure?
This is funny…I remember back to my Algebra class. This girl that sat beside me turned excitedly to tell me, and I quote, “Oh my gosh! I went to the dentist yesterday and it turns out I have gonorrhea in my gums.”
Yeah, so I blinked. Gonorrhea of the gums?
The guy in front of me—his head came up fast. His back went stiff, and for once, I thought, “Houston, we have his attention.” I transferred into that class so I could look at him, so it was about damn time, imo. But we had it for something weird. Not because he thought we were cool or cute.
Hesitating, I asked, “Isn’t that an STD? What did you do to get that?” And then grossed out at the mere thought of oral sex, I said, “Ooooh.”
Okay, it would be a total “Ooooh” if you had to worry about gonorrhea of the mouth. Turns out she had Pyorrhea, inflammation of the gums—a whole different thing, let me tell ya.
3 Comments:
Undercover angel
Midnight fantasy
I never had a dream that made sweet love to me
Undercover angel
Answer to my prayer
You made me know that there's a love for me out there
I bet you are really doubting I can't hear but I can't. But I did some when I was younger even though I couldn't understand lyrics, my sisters wrote them down for me but I love to look them up. Now this tune is going to be in my head all day, sign. LOL
Cathie
Ok Chevy Van I think by Sammy Johns from 1975
Here's the refrain:
Like a picture she was layin' there
Moonlight dancin' off her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
She's gonna love me in my Chevy van
And that's all right with me
I love searching for the 70's songs and lyrics.
Cathie
Alan O'Day
