|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|Last night, I downloaded a song I've been craving to re-hear since about 1972. It's just a dumb old Creedence Clearwater Revival tune called "Ramble Tamble", but I've needed to listen to it for about 30 years....
When I was in high school, my boyfriend, Kurt MacLean and I would go to all these cool parties, and end up necking on the sofa all night long. Drinking. And necking. Ahhhh, life was beautiful and full of possibilities back then. At any rate, there are songs that cause me to remember those good times. And then there's "Ramble Tamble". You see, in the middle of that song, there's a bit of a musical interlude. And deep inside the music, there's a little piano riff going on. We'd be kissing and falling in love, listening to that riff, like we were the only two people on earth who heard it. Like we were magical and possessed piano discerning abilities available to no one else.
Good times. Good times.
It was cool hearing it. And now I own it - in case I ever need to feel magical and full of youthful possibilities again.
|Buh Bye! |
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|Marriage is love.|