Here’s the lovely Maureen McCormick for The New Living Barbie, by Mattel! You can tell it’s Mattel, it’s swell!
Maureen, of course, is one of the stars of the ’70’s sitcom The Brady Bunch, where she played Marcia (“Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!”) Brady. Her sister Jan was played by the equally-lovely Eve Plumb. Those of us that couldn’t get dates on Friday night (like me) had a standing date with Marcia and Jan.
Just about three years ago (January 29, 2016), the prompt for Just Jot It January was “serendipity.” I’m happy to say that Jill, better knoqwn as J-Dub from J-Dub’s Grin and bear it (hi, Jill!) has chosen it again.
Back then, I wrote about The Serendipity Singers, a folk singing group from the Denver area who was popular in the ’60’s, as was folk music and the singers that sing it. I figured to just post a link to it (which I have, just above) and be done with it, but in looking at that post, it appears that Google is throwing a 500 – Internal error and the playlist that used to be there has been replaced by a string of computer vomit that I’m supposed to pass on to their highly-trained monkeys. While I’m off doing that, here are the first two songs from that playlist, “Don’t Let The Rain Come Down (Crooked Little Man)” and “Beans In My Ears.”
And now a word from Dippity-Do styling gel.
I have naturally very curly hair with a huge cowlick in front, which is hell to maintain and an embarrassment when I was in high school. A friend of mine, who had a similar predicament, said the way he handled it was to put lots of Dippity-Do in his hair and comb it straight back before bed, then comb it out the next day. Idiotic as it sounds, it actually works. Temporarily, anyway. A few years later I learned that I could just brush it straight back, which fixed the cowlick and a lot of the curl. Of course, when it got too long I looked a little like Albert Einstein…
(I would have included a picture of Einstein here, but the rules for posting the one I had considered are so convoluted that I decided just to link to the Wikipedia article with the picture.)
I understand that my good friend Mary B over at Jingle Jangle Jungle chose today’s prompt, “crying/sadness.” There were two ways I could have gone with this, and I figured one of them was a perfect Battle of the Bands (which you’ll see February 1), so I’m going with the other here.
Arthur Hamilton’s “Cry Me A River” is the quintessential torch song, in my never-humble opinion, and when sung by the quintessential torch singer (again, IMNHO), Julie London, accompanied only by super session men Barney Kessel on guitar and Ray Leatherwood on bass, the result is pure magic. Without further ado (yes, that is the way it’s spelled), from 1955, Julie London, “Cry Me A River.”
The lyrics, according to Last.fm:
Now you say you’re lonely
You cry the whole night through
Well you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
Now you say you’re sorry
For being so untrue
Well you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
You drove me, nearly drove me
Out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, I remember
All that you said
Told me love was too plebian
Told me you were through with me
And now you say you love me
Well, just to prove you do
Come on and cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you
And that’s Song Lyric Sunday on a very windy January 20, 2019.
I write about television (which I’ll abbreviate to TV because I can) a lot on this blog, including many times for Stream of Consciousness Saturday. I write about it even when I’m not writing explicitly about it. It somehow appears in a lot of my posts. Don’t believe me? Search my blog for television in there and see all the blog posts that come up. Then, search for TV in and you’ll see a whole lot more. I mean, it comes up a lot here.
Back in the ’60’s child psychologists were alarmed at the amount of TV children were consuming on a daily basis. “My God, kids are averaging three hours a day watching TV!” Now remember, that’s an average, which means there were some kids that hardly watched any TV at all and others (like the Holton boys) that watched five or six hours a day. Yet, we all got good grades in school, always did our homework, and were in bed by 10:00 PM. (I’d have the radio on, of course, especially if the White Sox were playing on the West Coast, which they did a lot at one time.)
At this point, I’d be repeating myself, so feel free to browse some of the other TV posts I’ve done. Click the links in the first paragraph.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you each week by Linda Hill and this station. (See? TV lingo.) Because it’s January, it’s also a part of Just Jot It January.
Now here are Tommy Rettig and June Lockhart from the cast of Lassie for Campbell’s Cream of Mushroom Soup. Have you had your soup today?
KICK (1340 AM, Springfield, Missouri) currently bills itself as “The Ozarks’ Big Talker,” but in 1975 they were a Top 40 station. Let’s set the WABAC for 1975 and check out their Top 10, shall we? Note that, as is usually the case in January, most of these songs were already on the chart from 1974.
And that’s The Friday 5×2 for January 18, 2019.
