Got to admit this bizarre tune is rather catchy. Earworm material.It's not all sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll.
Holding up the building.Music starts at :40 mark. So much going on in this vid, favorite is the dude at the side just standing there.
Center Grove mid 90's would have been up to the task.With high school marching band national championships this weekend, really want to see a band tackle this.
Couldn’t find anyone on YouTube who’s done it. I think it could be badass.
Ha ha, that's great stuff.
As a kid in the late '60s I was totally creeped out by Tiny Tim, thought he looked and sounded like some sort of ghoul. The other big deal he had was the wedding to 17 year old Miss Vicki on Johnny Carson's show.Ha ha, that's great stuff.
One of my sixth-grade classmate showed up at our class talent show with flowered shirt, ukelele, and a wig just like that, miming to TTTT on a record player. Whippersnappers wouldn't understand, but in 1969 we thought that was very cool and hip. Very anti-disestablishmentarian, if you will.
In our house, that conversation ended quickly with Ma saying "whose tv?" accompanied by that Ma stare.Lawrence Welk's only number one song on the pop charts. My dad wouldn't miss the Lawrence Welk show no matter how much we whined and begged him to turn the channel.
Great instrumental cover version hereRemastered versions of the Red & Blue compilation albums by the Beatles have come out, there are some new additions including this:
Not ashamed to admit it, but I still watch LW reruns on PBS. One hits an age when anything from your youth kindle fond memories, however corny they may be.Lawrence Welk's only number one song on the pop charts. My dad wouldn't miss the Lawrence Welk show no matter how much we whined and begged him to turn the channel.
Not ashamed to admit it, but I still watch LW reruns on PBS. One hits an age when anything from your youth kindle fond memories, however corny they may be.
I'll fess up. Me too.Not ashamed to admit it, but I still watch LW reruns on PBS. One hits an age when anything from your youth kindle fond memories, however corny they may be.