Ok whoever posted this song rocks completely and utterly...
I was a tiny little thing in the early eighties while my red haired [long down to her hips] mother used to wear maroon and burgundy crinoline [and sometimes looking back what must have been nylon] dresses - of a floral fashion - with giant cuffs on her sleeves... and my Mum being so gentle and conservative, yet with her platforms and one lp record she had with her in a tattered paper cover with two people on the front...
a woman, who looked to me as though she was wearing a sack, and a bearded man, standing over her - both of whom my mum had some kind of emotional attachment to.
and then while she fanned us to sleep, me and my equally tiny little blonde brother, stretched out on our paisley, bumpy throws on our sticky, bumpy lounge suits in the mid day heat -
she used to sing to us, after popping on a crackling, rich, prized LP session of songs to which we used to doze off.. hearing her quiet little voice over the harmony of the two obvious hippy/professionals...
Ok and I remember her singing about Puff the magic Dragon, and Mary's Boy Child, and the Ocean, and the Little Boxes, to which there was always a knowing and wistful significance attached.
So.... I sadly have just about worn out my youth, since in two days i will hit my 29th birthday... but I swear for a child who was toddling out of the 70s, these two singers were important to me for the sake of my clever and quaint mother, who somehow has never modernised herself beyond her 20s, and those platform shoes, and cuffs and friggin uncomfortable sweaty materials they passed for dresses and blouses in those days.
and anyway.... whoever posted this, know that I was quoted nearly $70 american dollars for a copy of the record my mum has, with 'little boxes' on it.
I would have paid it in a flash but the person disappeared.
So how many other people who listen to this song with rapt eager eyes and a twinge of sadness are my age? i.e. how many of you remember the song via their doe eyed mums and their beautiful long auburn 70s locks??
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I was a tiny little thing in the early eighties while my red haired [long down to her hips] mother used to wear maroon and burgundy crinoline [and sometimes looking back what must have been nylon] dresses - of a floral fashion - with giant cuffs on her sleeves...
and my Mum being so gentle and conservative, yet with her platforms and one lp record she had with her in a tattered paper cover with two people on the front...
a woman, who looked to me as though she was wearing a sack, and a bearded man, standing over her - both of whom my mum had some kind of emotional attachment to.
and then while she fanned us to sleep, me and my equally tiny little blonde brother, stretched out on our paisley, bumpy throws on our sticky, bumpy lounge suits in the mid day heat -
she used to sing to us, after popping on a crackling, rich, prized LP session of songs to which we used to doze off.. hearing her quiet little voice over the harmony of the two obvious hippy/professionals...
Ok and I remember her singing about Puff the magic Dragon, and Mary's Boy Child, and the Ocean, and the Little Boxes, to which there was always a knowing and wistful significance attached.
So.... I sadly have just about worn out my youth, since in two days i will hit my 29th birthday... but I swear for a child who was toddling out of the 70s, these two singers were important to me for the sake of my clever and quaint mother, who somehow has never modernised herself beyond her 20s, and those platform shoes, and cuffs and friggin uncomfortable sweaty materials they passed for dresses and blouses in those days.
and anyway.... whoever posted this, know that I was quoted nearly $70 american dollars for a copy of the record my mum has, with 'little boxes' on it.
I would have paid it in a flash but the person disappeared.
So how many other people who listen to this song with rapt eager eyes and a twinge of sadness are my age? i.e. how many of you remember the song via their doe eyed mums and their beautiful long auburn 70s locks??
well done whoever you are
- vu
my parents listended and we too to the records from nina and frederick