"I met him on a Monday and my heart stood still, da do ron ron ron, da do ron ron, somebody told me his name was Bill, da do ron ron ron, da do ron." *
My daughter came home from a family day at the water park, an hour away. "If I hear one more girl groups song," she said, "I'm going to flip out."
The music in question is Growing Up Too Fast, a 50-song collection of girl groups, you know, the Pixie's Three, the Shangri-Las, Dusty Springfield. The songs are fun with simple melodies, tight harmonies, and innocuous lyrics, mostly about knowing which shoes to wear, meeting guys in public places, and why girls just aren't so smart.
Which is different from girl music today, with those half-dressed caricatures screaming about sex and drugs and who knows what.
Does that matter? Does that change from those so-called innocent days make a difference? If the music we listen to didn't affect our thoughts and feelings, how could advertisers and movie directors be so effective?
Da Do Ron Ron, written by Ellie Greenwich and Jeff Barry, performed by the Crystals.
