Remember that? Chicago, Colour My World, 1970. What a great song.
As time goes on
I realize
Just what you mean
To me
And now
Now that you’re near
Promise your love
That I’ve waited to share
And dreams
Of our moments together
Color my world with hope of loving you
I'll bet you're wondering what made me think of that song. If your not thinking that, I'd say it's odd that you wouldn't. But never mind what I think, I'm a bit odd, at times.
This picture of Karina, Christopher and Donte (my daughter and two nephew's) began the thought
In 1970, I was in high school. Chicago was big. I'm sure it conjured up some romantic image in my head that may not have been directed at anyone in particular. But I actually got to know more of Chicago's music because my Aunt Ruth used to take me Greek dancing. I was spending quite a bit of time with her and we'd listen to Chicago. I never owned an LP of their music but she'd put it on while we were at her house getting gussied up for the Greek dance floor...OPA!
So, what memory does "Colour My World" awaken in you? A boyfriend. A concert. A party. Slow dancing. The beach.
3 comments:
Awwwww ... girl, that was when music was MUSIC. None of this horrible rapping crap. Melodies, lyrics, horns. I miss that time. And by the way my friend, Emmy Lou Harris was the second gal in the pictures! Isn't she beautiful.
First of all,let's hope Eric doesn't read this blog, I'm sure he won't, he doesn't even read mine...anyways, 1st, Chicago reminds me of a guy named Mike (i don't know his last name)who I dated a few times in high school. He was the guitar player in a band named "Shoppe" and he played with John Cerecedes. 2nd, Chicago reminds me of being young and walking around the city in the summer time. We listen to Chicago all the time...Raquel more than me.
Chicago Rules!!
This reminds me of El Rancho of course, going to the dances and watching my friend Diane dancing with her boyfriend the night they met; yikes...the memories do come back quickly. Yes, music does stir a lot of emotion, as I mention on my blog. I wasn't thinking and I jumped the gun; I posted a Fathers Day blog on Saturday and then realized its not until this weekend...what a maroon...Anita
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