Hair dye is an interesting concept. In the 80s, I remember asking how President Reagan (in his 70s at the time) did not have gray hair. It was explained to me that he dyed his hair. I remember around the same time seeing a high school female student in the cafeteria with green hair. My 3rd grade compadres and I laughed hysterically which led to a lecture from our teacher. Nowadays, coloring one's hair is highly commonplace. We notice, but tend not to judge. It is as commonplace as seeing one eat a triple quarter pounder meal at McDonald’s. Meaning, I hope you are enjoying that experience but I would need a paramedic close by if this were my lunch du jour.
This brings me to my song analysis of the day; “Black No. 1: by Type O’ Negative. I remember listening to this song, in the summer of 1997, while playing cards with my love interest at the time in my bachelor pad on Monhegan Island. I had heard the song before, but didn’t begin to truly appreciate it until then. There was something about my girlfriend singing along to it that really stuck and it is a pleasant memory for me. It wasn’t until many years later that I revisited the tune. The year would have been 2019. I had switched jobs and I was recently separated from my wife. One day during this time, I thought about that experience in 1997 but couldn’t remember the name of the song (I did remember it was done by Type O Negative). After about a minute of searching, I found it. What I go back to, when I listen, is the 11:00 minute album version (I have shared the YouTube link in the notes).
Wikipedia: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_No._1_(Little_Miss_Scare-All)
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmijMVT3x-0
Create your
podcast in
minutes
It is Free