Listen while you read: Good Morning, Starshine
Good morning, Starshine, the earth says hello
You twinkle above us, you twinkle below
Good morning, Starshine, you lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
Giddy glup gloopy nubby gabby loopy la la la lo lo
Sabba subbi sabba nooby abba gabba le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla nooby abba nabba
Early morning singing song
Good morning, Starshine, there's love in your skies
Reflecting the sunlight in my lover's eyes
Good morning, Starshine
So happy to be
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
~ Rado / Ragni (Hair)
Okay, if I did this right, you are listening to the 5th Dimension version of this song. If I did it differently, you are listening to Oliver's version. Either way, the song was part of that crazy hippie musical, Hair: The American Tribal Love-Rock Musical, which debuted on Broadway in April 1968 and ran for four years with 1,750 performances. I was fortunate enough to see it on Broadway in the spring of 1969, thanks to a college professor who took three of his favorite students from a small college in Pennsylvania to NYC for some reason that completely escapes me now.
And why is it today's blogpost? Because it has a star in it, and it's Star Wars Day! May the Fourth Be With You!
As fickle as memory can be, I can still envision that controversial scene from the musical, the one where the actors had the option of removing their clothes and standing butt-naked for, like, 20 seconds. As far as I can tell, viewing that scene did not traumatize me. It seems to be a "ho-hum" now, but back in the day, it was, as I said, controversial. But we all survived.
I was not a fan of Star Wars, for no other reason than I must have been busy with something else at the time. Or I didn't have TV. I don't remember. But I have always been a fan of hippies! Peace, Love and Understanding. I wear Birkenstocks. I hug trees. I grow my own produce. I honor everyone I meet with the peace sign. I still have my patched and frayed bell-bottom hip-hugger blue jeans from 1969. Seriously, they could come back in style, right?
Giddy glup glooby nibby nabby noopy la la la lo lo.
So I've listened to about 30 songs after this one (OLiver's version, by the way) and I'm finally breathing a bit easier. This Trumpcare crap is making me sick. Thanks for taking the edge off.
ReplyDeleteA feeble distraction, but it's all I've got.
ReplyDeleteI still know most of the lyrics to most songs from Hair.
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