Tuesday, May 24, 2011
1970: Her hair is kind of wild and free
On New Year's Day, 1970, mum came into the room I shared with brother, drew the curtains and announced: 'It's 1970 today, boys". And from that moment, I became aware of life. I'm pretty sure it was snowing that day too.
I was five, and now it all started really going in. We'd always had the radio on, and I do dimly recally things like These Boots Are Made For Walkin' and Sunshine Superman, and was aware of groups like Marmalade and The Beatles, so much so, that I remarked to my dad that we'd not heard much from the Beatles lately and he told me they'd split up.
So songs like this today's featured tune were rammed into my young head relentlessly. This came out in February, 1970, and I was ready. The kid-friendly bubblegum nature of songs like this, Christie's Yellow River, Middle Of The Road's Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep and The Pipkins' Gimme Dat Ding all made their mark, and whenever I hear them I get a warm glow of nostalgia and everything is alright with the world.
On another note, it was not unusual for songs to be sung about women called Barbara, Rosemary, Marie, Pamela, Jane, etc. To the modern eye it'd be like singing a song about Margaret, Edna or Maureen, names for - in the main - old women. Has the name song died out? I can't think of one in recent memory, unless you know better.