I’m working on my first Screamie Birds cover song (“Come See About Me”) to be posted on SoundCloud as inspiration to keep working on writing my song from my songwriting class. That should be a good first step before it’s ready to be posted on SoundCloud. I’ve got the lyrics down pretty well but I need to focus on the music now. And so I had to share a little “Blast from the Past.”
This songwriting class has me reaching back to the fun times when my childhood friend from across the street and I wrote our first song together.
Gayle’s family was originally from Cincinnati. She was a couple of years older than me so I looked up to her. Many of us on the cul-de-sac hung out together but it was mostly Gayle’s family, my family, and the family next door to Gayle.
I first introduced them in Tis the Season: Tipping My Hat to Disney/Retro Dads. Here’s an excerpt from that post:
It’s a sunny Saturday afternoon in December on a southern California cul-de-sac. The lawns have been mowed, the cars have been washed, and the moms have returned from Christmas shopping in shorts.
Soon one of the dads will be opening up his liquor cabinet and inviting the neighbors over for one of his Christmas concoctions, and the moms will be setting out the mixed nuts, chips and dip, and other treats that the kids hope are left over the next morning.
In the meantime, the kids are having their own party, playing Beatles records, eating popcorn, drinking Kool-aid, and the nightly fireworks are going off at Disneyland.
But Roy Orbison has just been cranked up on the living room stereo, and the next morning the only sign of the party will be a few empty snack bowls and a polaroid picture of Mr. Johnson posing with one leg out of his pants, revealing his Boxer shorts.
Oh those crazy dads from Ohio. 🙂
Gayle and I were the ones playing Beatles records. In fact, she rushed over to my house to touch my hand after she’d touched the hand of a girl who’d touched the Beatles at the Hollywood Bowl.
We wore bell bottoms with midriff tops, created a girl band (“The Screamie Birds”), wrote a song and then wrote to Ed Sullivan hoping to appear on his show. Yes, this is what you did in the days before Youtube. 🙂
Btw, in Beatles-speak “Screamie” meant singer and “Birds” meant girls; hence, The Screamie Birds.
It was over Christmas one year when Gayle and her family announced she was engaged to our other neighbor’s nephew from Nebraska (she was 15 at the time). They planned to wait until after her high school graduation before they got married, but when she got pregnant, they married right away and moved to Nebraska. And that was the end of the Screamie Birds.
I moved on to auditioning for a solo part in high school and I remember going to the music store and picking out a song I thought would fit my range. How much more fun to write my own song. So I thought I’d start by working on the Screamie Birds song for my class assignment. And I’ll be listening to some of the many songs that inspired that song – that’s even more fun!
Be My Baby by The Ronettes
One Fine Day by The Chiffons
Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow by the Shirelles