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When I was young I visited a rest home with my mother. The residents were gathered around a piano for a sing-along.
With great gusto the oldies blasted out "Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do..." Daisy's boyfriend, poor guy, could only afford a "bicycle built for two" instead of a carriage. I felt for him.
Then there was the stuttering farmboy who shyly asked the love of his life - "K-K-K-Katy" - to meet him "at the k-k-k-kitchen door.." Would that song be released nowadays or would stuttering be classed as too sensitive a subject to sing about, I wonder?
Oh, and not to forget "Cruising Down the River". This little ditty was so popular the rest home retirees sang it half-a-dozen times. It was obviously the thoughtfully magnificent choice of rhyming that they marvelled over: moon, June, tune, afternoon, honeymoon . Mum and I happily sang along.
All the songs were from my mother's generation but, of course, I knew them too. I mean, the Sunday afternoon 2ZB request session was full of such music.
I remember idly wondering what song I would be singing when I was in a rest home. Probably the same stuff I reasoned. Come on, they were classics.
Many years later Madonna released the song "Like a Virgin". She sang about "being touched for the very first time..." And I thought, "My goodness, is this song a new classic? In the future, will it be sung lustily in rest homes? Will I be singing it? Oh dear..
Rapping? Twerking? Who knows what oldies in rest homes will be doing and singing by the time I find my way into the likes of the Rita Angus age care facility in Kilbirnie? I must brush up on my Eminem and Kanye. And can anyone teach me how to pole dance?
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