Friday, March 07, 2008

Dig It

This is one of my "new" favorite songs. Peter, Paul, & Mary's harmonies are so tight & full, akin to The Mamas & The Papas, whose dig is quite funny. Mixed in their ironic take of rock & roll's pitfalls are Mary's spasms of folk-induced drug-out loopery. Gotta love the '60s. Gotta love irony.



I dig Rock and Roll music
And I love to get the chance to play. (and sing it)
I figure it's about the happiest sound goin' down today.

The message may not move me,
Or mean a great deal to me,
But hey! it feels so groovy to say:
I dig the Mamas and the Papas at "The Trip,"
Sunset Strip in L.A.
And they got a good thing goin'
When the words don't get in the way.
And when they're really wailing,
Michelle and Cass are sailin'.
Hey! they really nail me to the wall.

I dig Donovan in a dream-like, tripped out way
His crystal images tell you 'bout a brighter day
And when the Beatles tell you
They've got a word "love" to sell you
They mean exactly what they say

I dig Rock and Roll music
I could really get it on in that scene.
I think I could say somethin' if you know what I mean
But if I really say it, the radio won't play it
Unless I lay it between the lines

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