Thursday Song

So 50 years ago I did this. Dang, I’m old…ish.

Mitch Teemley

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(Music Video below)

Marc was a skinny Polish-American Jew. I was a Euro-American mutt who’d decided he was Irish after playing a leprechaun in the high school musical. Our first band was clunky. If the chords to the song went, “Blum, blum, blum, blum,” the bass player would go, “Boom, boom, boom, boom” and the drummer would go, “bang, bang, bang, bang.” All skate.

The band broke up. But Marc and I started to write songs. Our favorite was a McCartney-esque paean to the day we wrote it, Thursday. There was a stage dad a few blocks away who was desperate to turn his 13 year old into a rock star. So we sold him our cast-off tunes for date money. But we refused to sell “Thursday Song.”

After a few false starts, we managed to finagle a Sicilian-American drummer named Joey into auditioning for us. We’d never heard anyone…

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About mitchteemley

Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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7 Responses to Thursday Song

  1. Roos Ruse says:

    Most importantly, you saw it through. Still, it goes by fast, doesn’t it.

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  2. karanoel says:

    This is so beyond fantastic Mitch! It’s like a movie, except you are the movie 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Paula says:

    Would that musical have been “Finian’s Rainbow?” I was in the chorus of that show when we performed it in high school. Thanks for this post. I like hearing about your life.

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