A couple of weeks ago, Cyn and I were out walking in her neighborhood. The whole area around there was built in the early fifties, and all the homes are those little cape cod style houses - very small, and similar. Sometimes I make fun of them, but we walked down one street, where all the houses were more "same" than on other blocks. There really was little distinction between them. No trees, similar shrubbery. No signs of life. No apparent pride of ownership. The song, "Pleasant Valley Sunday" came to mind, but the neighborhood described in the song is nicer than the one we walked through.
The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
Serenade the weekend squire,
Who just came out to mow his lawn
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Rows of houses that are all the same
And no one seems to care
See Mrs. Gray she's proud today
Because her roses are in bloom
Mr. Green he's so serene
He's got a TV in every room
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don't understand
Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul
And make it hard for me to see
My thoughts all seem to stray
To places far away
I need a change of scenery
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday...
The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
Serenade the weekend squire,
Who just came out to mow his lawn
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Rows of houses that are all the same
And no one seems to care
See Mrs. Gray she's proud today
Because her roses are in bloom
Mr. Green he's so serene
He's got a TV in every room
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don't understand
Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul
And make it hard for me to see
My thoughts all seem to stray
To places far away
I need a change of scenery
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday...
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Date: 2003-05-09 11:32 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-05-09 12:17 pm (UTC)From:Pleasant Valley Sunday – The Monkees: The Suburbs are targeted in this decidedly derisive ditty, written for the ‘Pre-Fab’ Four by Carole King and Gerry Goffin. The problems with our American culture are laid out on the lawn to see (“And Mr. Green/he’s so serene/he’s got a TV in every room”) and attack (“creature comfort goals/they only know my soul/and make it hard for me to see/my thoughts all seem to stray/to places far away/I need a change of scenery”). The Monkees, making one of the most politically charged social observations of the decade? Who knew?
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Date: 2003-05-09 01:30 pm (UTC)From:I do remember being pleasantly surprised by the lyrics - much better than "Take the Last Train to Clarksville" or "I'm a Believer!"
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Date: 2003-05-11 07:48 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-05-11 07:46 pm (UTC)From:Like this: The Monkees (C) 2001. Rhino Records, Inc. All rights reserved.
But it was released in 1967.
And I also just learned that the mono and stereo mixes of "Pleasant Valley Sunday" differ considerably.
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Date: 2003-05-11 07:58 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2003-05-09 01:48 pm (UTC)From:Snout houses
Date: 2003-05-11 07:41 pm (UTC)From:Re: Snout houses
Date: 2003-05-12 08:56 am (UTC)From:http://www.spinellhomes.com/models/iris.html
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Date: 2003-05-10 11:18 am (UTC)From:I had a good laugh when I go to the bottom and found you were actually listening to Motorhead. 8~D
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Date: 2003-05-11 07:42 pm (UTC)From: