Okay, friends keep saying “You should start a blog”, so let’s try it. Expect a lot of rambling, trivia and esoteric stuff. (Naming this blog for the theme song in the dopey old horror movie “The Blob” ought to tell you something…) My internet name is Wersgor, and we have now shaken hands.
Imagine a very hot summer night in 1968. Our family sat sweating in the living room, windows wide open for any chance of a breeze, while the TV presented “The Smothers Brothers Summer Show”, which did not star the Smothers Brothers but a young fellow named Glen Campbell, who had just had his first big hit or two. The guest line-up that night included Bobbie Gentry (“Ode to Billie Jo”) and Mason Williams, whose “Classical Gas” was on the radio constantly that summer. Some of the biggest names and tunes in music that year… and also ’50s rock legends the Everly Brothers, reunited for the first time in years. The entire last act was devoted to a medley saluting “the music of the ’50s”, and they did it proud, tossing off dozens of top hits non-stop, from dance tunes to ballads to novelty songs. Campbell had been Elvis’ second guitar for a couple of years, and had his moves and sound letter-perfect. But beyond the music itself was the joyous response of the studio audience. A Summer-of-Love crowd of shaggy-bearded, long-maned young men in love beads and girls clad in miniskirts, buckskins or garlands of flowers – but these were the songs they had listened to as children, the songs that had made them fall in love with rock’n’roll, and they went wild with nostalgia, cheering each new tune as it clicked in their memories. At the end of the twenty-minute medley they were all on their feet, applauding thunderously. The camera went to the wall monitors to run the comercials, but no one could hear them over the applause. Glen Campbell stepped back onstage to thank the audience and say goodnight, but no one could hear him either. After a moment he smiled, shrugged, and just gestured to each of the guests in turn, prompting even louder cheers. The end titles rolled and the CBS logo came and went, and as it faded the applause was still deafening. It was the longest and loudest spontaneous expression of emotion I’d ever witnessed. It was the night that I myself fell in love with the oldies, and I’ve never forgotten it.
You say you’ll take me anywhere in time or space? You don’t have to ask me twice, Doctor. I know exactly where I want to go.