Sunday, June 29, 2008
IGBOBLAB
I dunna, I was there reading some blog, they posted some Gladys Knight N The Pips clip that WASN'T Midnight Train To Georgia (I LOVE Gladys Knight!) and I tripped on one of my favs as a teen aged and angst ridden heart broken walker of street fog with a transistor in my ear at 13 years of age . . .
The horns are SO bitchen, but it comes to Dionne's voice, in the end, that sets it all off . . .
Sigh.
If you see me walking down the street,
And I start to cry, each time we meet.
WALK ON BY! WALK ON BY!
Poomp, Poomp, POOMP, Poomp, Poomp, Poomp!
Yeahhhhhhh . . .
Straight thru the teenaged heart . . . . oww.
Never mind the rest. At that moment, Dionne Warwick was IN our moments . . .
Now she's just trying to read our minds, but the world has CHANGED a lot, in some 45 years or so . . . ;-)
Congrats to Liz N Dave, BTW . . . and to all of us who lasted thru the years of our dreams, with our loves. New and old, one and all. *G*
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I wouldn't listen to Burt OR Hal if they were playing or singing.
But Dionne W has early teen memories for me . . . all that angst!
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But Dionne W has early teen memories for me . . . all that angst!
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