Hot Guy in a Mustang with
Supertramp
by Live Music Head
March 29, 2013
“When I was young,
it seemed that
life was so wonderful, a miracle,
oh it was beautiful, magical."
On
this day back in 1979,
British
rock group Supertramp
released
the album Breakfast in America.
And
anytime I hear songs from this album,
or
think about it... like now,
thirty-four
years later,
my
mind immediately goes back to that summer;
the
summer that followed its release...
the
summer of skinny dippin’ and my sweet sixteen.
I
was riding in the back seat of
my older sister’s husband’s van
singing
along to The Logical Song when they took me
to
one of his baseball games for the first time.
The
Logical Song was heard on car stereos a lot then.
A lot!
And
the other songs from the album too,
would
blast from the car stereo
out the summertime windows
as
we drove around suburbia in a cool van
with
fiery-orange flames painted along the sides.
But
I really didn’t want to go to the game
because
I had no interest in baseball...
well,
until
I got there and found a hot guy was
a
baseball player on my sister’s husband’s team!
Looking
a little like Peter Frampton but darker,
with
dark wavy brown hair,
he
had one of them really strong arms that
could
throw a ball faster than the eye could see,
and
he flirted with me!
After
that,
I
looked forward to going to every game...
singing
Oh Lord, Is It Mine?
with
flushed cheeks from the back seat,
repeatedly...
because
you see he was twenty to my sixteen,
and
he flirted with me!
“If only I could find a way
to feel your sweetness
through the day,
the love that shines around me could be mine!”
It
took so many games before
the
nearest hottest baseball player guy
with
the strongest arm who was twenty I could find,
asked
if I would go off with him...
and
ya know, I didn’t hesitate a heartbeat!
Quickly
abandoning my older sister,
her husband, and the back seat
for
the front passenger side of a solid black
(or
was it dark blue?)
souped-up
nineteen-sixties-something Ford Mustang
with
an incredibly loud muffler
that sounded like a Harley,
and
a car stereo that blasted
the same Supertramp songs out the summertime window
as
the cool van
with the fiery-orange flames painted along the sides.
Take
The Long Way Home!