what's it to ya (USA, 1975)

Look at the happy foursome ridin' in their great big huge metal Pontiac with shark fins on the back that went 2 miles per gallon but who cares, the newly-built interstates were empty and the beaches were surrounded by woods and tall grasses and the white sands sprinkled with huge seashells and horseshoe crabs and with a beautiful blonde in a bikini you could spend the long stretched out day there sunburning yourself to future melanoma in the endless summer and never see another human being-- the closest person probably on the opposite rim of the Atlantic...

Back then, that year before the bicentennial, what did we care for anything...  what did we know about how life would change, how the world would slide, how could we have known, then, that those were the best days we humans as a whole would ever know...

But lie back and play track A4's gorgeous breezy three-part harmony on your monster eight-track deck:





That beautiful Southern easy kind of feelin' just takes it home when the gee-tar starts to play...

Dig the progressive sounds that start off side b, that great synth / electric guitar riff that heats up the tune redhot till the boys take the harmony up like another Apollo launch off Cape Canaveral:





Who could have known that we wouldn't go on to settle bell-bottomed platform-shoe people on the moon in a colony, and take it on as the next, the 51st, extraplanetary state, for the United States of the Solar System?  Back in those days when the US of A ruled the planet earth and its moon...  But with the Trumpeter man in charge, we'll get back there-- right, big D???  All we have to do is get rid of all them Mexicans and Muslims, and we got a chance again, y'all...  right, D?  hey I got a great idea! let's build a wall around the whole middle east too, just like our best friends in Israel did for the West Bank-- to keep 'em out of the rest of the world!!  what? what's that?  I'm fired? and Gary Busey got the job?   And Omarosa is secretary of state?  Aw, dang it...