The one that started it. . .

This song started my lifelong love of 50s music. This stuff just makes you feel good and wish you were in love.

When I was 10, I heard this song for the first time – a good 10 years, perhaps 15, after it was released. It was the earworm to end all earworms. I immediately became entranced with 50s music. My mother enjoyed it, because I was discovering the music of her glory years.

I knew all the lyrics to all of them. Indeed, I married the first man I met who knew all the words to J. Frank Wilson & the Cavaliers Last Kiss.

A few years later, American Graffiti came out as well as Happy Days. It was easier than ever for me to get my hands on 50s music. K-Tel had several collections to sell me, but try though I might, I couldn’t get Angel Baby.

What wonderful times we live in and I’m thinking of Youtube when I say that.

I’m celebrating finding the speaker cable to the computer by strolling down memory lane in a place I never lived.