As you know from here, one of my many tasks at diablog is to find music for Pete, songs we both like.
Yes, we all bend over backwards to please the "Diva of Diablog".
Mostly I fail like here. Don't worry, it's the story of my life, I am somewhat used to it. Rarely I succeed like here or here.
Since Pete moved recently and is now residing somewhere in or near Hotzeplotz, the following memorable song from 1965 came to mind:
It is one of those songs, where the first keys already make it recognizable. Irrelevant whether you like it or not, you will remember and recognize it.
And there is another reason to play it on April 3.
Today, the artist, Billy Joe Royal, is celebrating his 70th birthday.
At least I hope he is celebrating.
All the best and many returns.
Here comes my next admission of failure, combined with me begging for pardon. Many years I had thought, the singer would be female. Sorry, Mr. Royal.
The lyrics, working-class/downtown man admiring a wealthy/uptown girl, is similar to Uptown Girl by Billy Joel.
Wait, Billy Joe Royal and Billy Joel? Did someone just add the "l", or drop the "Roya"? Coincidence? Let the conspiracy theories run wild.