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Fun | Mr. Bingley | 
November 8, 2010 7:51 am
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Heard ’em live. Worst concert I ever saw. Then Kenny G came along, whom girlfriend demanded to see. We broke up on the way home.
Isn’t it a little early in the morning for this sort of thing…?
Great song if you were stoned, so I’ve been told.
Whatever dredged up this particular memory, Mr. B?
That said, this was one of my brother’s favorite songs when he was a teenager. So I heard it a lot.
[no comment, major dad. ;-p]
All music is good when you’re stoned and depending on just how stoned you are. I mean, I was told that anyway.
Hard as crap to dance through the freakin’ drum solo at the school dances though. Like jammin’ tune…stand around for 10 minutes…back to slammin’ dancin’. And EVERYBODY could look cool playing that base riff on a GITtar, even if you could play nothing else in this world.
I saw them and Vanilla Fudge live in the parking lot of Lakeside Shopping Center (They weren’t called malls then) in Metairie (Suburb of New Orleans). I don’t remember much (I was 10 or 11) but I do remember IB playing a shortened version (No drum solo).
I’m partial to the Sprinfield Presbyterian Church version.
“Wait a minute… this sounds like rock and/or roll!”
I actually own that album.
Yes, it’s for sale. Make me an offer.
I think I have a copy also, mojo, that I, er, um, borrowed from Sis 35 some-odd years ago.
No, it’s not better stoned, making it the exception that proves the rule.
PS. Never bought the album and wound up with two copies. Some “friends.”
Really, Bingley? Is that how transparency works now?
You told ME Crusader had it. Blame it on the baby bro, as it were.
I have it, too. Found it in the 99-cent bin many years ago.
I’m sure he does in fact have it, but as a good Christian soul I am willing to incur your WRATH upon my INNOCENT HEAD to protect him.
It’s called leadership.
Inspirational, even.
Perhaps some day I’ll be a community organizer.
Like Fagin.
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, honey,
don’t you know that I love you?
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby,
don’t you know that I’ll always be true?
I still have the album. Vinyl. Showing my age, I know. And, actually, I LIKE the drum solo. So there. 😛
P.S – I didn’t find it in the 99 cent bin either. I paid $1.50. 😀