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This song was written and recorded for my CD, Toots' Rambles, back in 1996. The recording was engineered by Brian Doser at My Other Hat Studio in Lynn, MA.
The song is about the first moon landing which was 40 years ago, on July 20 1969, so I thought it appropriate to post it now. It actually started out from a story my wife told me and then I added my own perspective on it. I was in wrestling camp in Tully, NY when I watched the moon landing. Our fuzzy black and white TV was a wrestling camp held in a ski lodge that was much too warm to be in during the summer, and that's what I remember.
I play guitar and harmonica on this and sing, while my friend Esther Friedman sings the beautiful harmonies...
The song is about the first moon landing which was 40 years ago, on July 20 1969, so I thought it appropriate to post it now. It actually started out from a story my wife told me and then I added my own perspective on it. I was in wrestling camp in Tully, NY when I watched the moon landing. Our fuzzy black and white TV was a wrestling camp held in a ski lodge that was much too warm to be in during the summer, and that's what I remember.
I play guitar and harmonica on this and sing, while my friend Esther Friedman sings the beautiful harmonies...
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Lyrics
I was in my parents old Valiant
On the way back to Cranston from Stowe
We pulled over at some roadside lounge
when we heard about the landing on the radio
Knowing there was a giant step being taken
Too big to pass by on the road
And there in the light of the fuzzy fuzzy black and white
Picture beamed down from the moon
Little paper umbrellas pointed up to the sky
And a Shirley Temple sunset for the child of the baby boom
like a cherry stuck in a toothpick
Circling around in a limitless pool
I saw it all right there
in a nameless place
at a point in life where I began
to feel a part of this world
and
suddenly I moved right across in space
and that weightlessness
was gone too soon
So I thought "this is where the grownups go
and they come out suspending the laws of gravity"
thought it felt it sensed it floating there in that quiet glow
of a flickering image of what dreams might be
I saw it all right there
in a nameless place
at a point inlife where I began
to feel a part of this world
and
suddenly I moved right across in space
and that weightlessness
was gone too soon
On the way back to Cranston from Stowe
We pulled over at some roadside lounge
when we heard about the landing on the radio
Knowing there was a giant step being taken
Too big to pass by on the road
And there in the light of the fuzzy fuzzy black and white
Picture beamed down from the moon
Little paper umbrellas pointed up to the sky
And a Shirley Temple sunset for the child of the baby boom
like a cherry stuck in a toothpick
Circling around in a limitless pool
I saw it all right there
in a nameless place
at a point in life where I began
to feel a part of this world
and
suddenly I moved right across in space
and that weightlessness
was gone too soon
So I thought "this is where the grownups go
and they come out suspending the laws of gravity"
thought it felt it sensed it floating there in that quiet glow
of a flickering image of what dreams might be
I saw it all right there
in a nameless place
at a point inlife where I began
to feel a part of this world
and
suddenly I moved right across in space
and that weightlessness
was gone too soon
johnwhitehead
This has a weightlessness about it-- appropos of the title. Love the shambolic narrative. Great images. Very pretty track.