Oldies that stick in your head...


Spouse Ev has been binge-watching 'Only Murders In The Building'; at the close of one episode at the start of the end credit crawl....

Suddenly, an old fave starts....

Del Shannons' "Keep Searchin' (We'll Follow The Sun...)...

...pardon the YT ads...

Anybody have that which kicks your 'WayBack' Time-Warp into play?

Jan. '65 is a major jump for this senior....*L*

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Cubby Checker Do the twist, I was a kid and was with my Grandfather at Fort Totten.We were in the canteen and that song was,playing on the juke box.Alot of the GIs were dancing to it ,I mean holding hands and Twisting with each other.. LOL .It had to be like 1961...Crazy but I will always remember the GIs having a good time.

 

It's funny how Del Shannon's music is considered Oldies, but that of The Beatles isn't. They're both from the 1960's. Actually, Del was still recording into the early-1990's, with Jeff Lynne producing.

I grew up buying 7" 45 RPM singles in the early-60's, and had quite a few before buying my first LP's (lots of instrumental Surf and "Frat" bands. And The Beach Boys). At that time Rock 'n' Roll was considered only music for teenagers, Top 40 songs heard on the radio. Those Pop songs were often written by songwriting teams, for instance those working in the little rooms in the Brill Building in Manhattan (Carole King was one such writer, while still in high school!). Then a record company music producer would pick a singer (or vocal group), arrange for studio time and a group of studio musicians (in L.A. the infamous Wrecking Crew), and endeavour to create a hit song.

There are thousands of them, all with those irresistible melodies and chorus "hooks." If I make the mistake of playing Jackie DeShannon's "When You Walk In The Room" (imo better than the cover version by The Searchers), I have to hear it another dozen times (in a row) before I'm satiated. Same with "I Fought The Law" (written by Sonny Curtis) by The Bobby Fuller Four. The song is so good even The Clash couldn't f*ck it up. wink

If you want to hear a killer Pop song that you probably haven't yet heard, one that you just can't get out of your head, try "Maybe" by The Chantels, a Girl Group quintet from the Bronx. Not just a great song, but the lead vocal by Arlene Smith will blow your mind. Dave Edmunds does a fantastic cover of the song on his Subtle As A Flying Mallet album.

 

 

https://youtube.com/watch?v=UzgpB9xpyT8&si=o1293hwpFiNZhRt7

 

Never My Love" is a pop standard 1967 recording hit by The Association.

Recorded by dozens of notable artists in the decades since, the music publishing rights organization (BMI) announced it was the second most-played song on radio and television of the 20th century in the U.S.

 

 

 

Turn, Turn, Turn “ - The Byrds

 

https://youtu.be/x8wKBJv4zCg?si=6-CaxXW97wLDWtW6

"Turn! Turn! Turn!", also known as or subtitled "To Everything There Is a Season", is a song written by Pete Seeger .

The lyrics – except for the title, which is repeated throughout the song, and the final two lines – consist of the first eight verses of the third chapter of the biblical Book of Ecclesiastes

 

 

EVE OF DESTRUCTION - Barry McGuire

https://youtu.be/h-V1t0PLQ2E

A protest song in 1965 that’s an applicable redux of those same or similar fears repeating today in 2024, with chaos in the Middle East, the continuing war in Ukraine, the China threat in the pacific, and threat of nukes.

The song references social issues of its period, including the Vietnam War, the draft, the threat of nuclear war, the Civil Rights Movement, turmoil in the Middle East and the American space program.

 

The Eastern world, it is explodin'
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill but not for votin'
You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin'?
And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin'

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand what I'm trying to say
Can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave
Take a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you, boy

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin'
I'm sittin' here just contemplatin'
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation
Handful of senators don't pass legislation
And marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin'
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

And think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
Ah, you may leave here for four days in space
But when you return, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace
Hate your next door neighbor but don't forget to say grace

And you tell me
Over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
No no, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction