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Mellow Yellow (04/03)

Do they call this Mellow Yellow?

Do they call this Mellow Yellow?

From a 1967 article in TIME:

Current smokes include almost anything from the supermarket spice and herb shelves plus dried hydrangea leaves, chlorine-soaked lettuce, and green peppers (aged until rotten, then used as a bulbous cigarette filter). But far and away the biggest new fad is tripping on banana peels.

Delicious Legality. The kick is known to hippies as “electrical bananas” or “mellow yellow.”* Banana-heads scrape the white fibers from the inside of the peels, boil the scrapings into a paste, which is then baked. The dark brown ash that results is smoked in hand-rolled cigarette “joints” or in pipes, tastes vaguely like a burning compost heap.

Most people who have tried mellow yellow do not try it again. The reason is simple: lots of work for little, if any, high. But banana-heads find the craze appealing, largely because of its delicious legality.

But do bananas really work? The best that chemists can suggest is that bananas contain serotonin, a neurochemical that is closely related to such potent mind-benders as psilocybin and dimethyl tryptamine, and which just might, under combustion, trigger genuine physiological effects. It is far more likely that any high produced by bananas is imaginary, another indication that, given a receptive state of mind, it is possible to turn on with practically anything—or virtually nothing.

* From British Folk-Rock Singer Donovan’s Mellow Yellow: “Electrical banana is gonna be a sudden craze. Electrical banana is bound to be the very next phase. They call it mellow yellow (quite rightly) . . .” Donovan insists that his song has no hidden meaning, but seekers found one anyway.

read entire article here.

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Blue Eyes and Boots (03/11)

Frank Sinatra and his daughter Nancy’s duet “Somethin’ Stupid”  remains to be the only father-daughter duet to hit No. 1 in the United States. (It hit #1 in the U.S. and the UK in April 1967 and spent nine weeks at the top of Billboard’s easy listening chart)

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Frank & Nacy Sinatra 1966

This was despite the fact that DJs in 1967 referred to the duet and the “incest song”

With these lyrics, It’s not hard to imagine why they might say that:

I know I stand in line until you think
You have the time to spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance
I know that there’s a chance you won’t be leaving with me
And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two……
And then I go and spoil it all by saying
Something stupid like I love you

I can see it in your eyes that you despise
The same old lines you heard the night before……
And though it’s just a line to you for me it’s true……
And never seemed so right before
I practice everyday to find some clever lines
To say to make the meaning come true……
But then I think I’ll wait until the evening gets late
And I’m alone with you
The time is right your perfume fills my head……
The stars get red and on the nights so blue……
And then I go and spoil it all by saying
Something stupid like I love you

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The Bible and the The Byrds (02/25)

I can’t believe that after 12 years of Catholic school, that I didn’t already know this…

The song “Turn! Turn! Turn!” (a favorite of mine as a kid) is adapted entirely from the the Book of Ecclesiastes. (specifically Ecclesiastes 3:1.)

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

Who knew? I didn’t.

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