Rockin’ Robin! This draws out a memory and a story. One long and boring summer when I was a young girl, some neighborhood girlfriends and I put on a “fashion show” using our Moms’ party clothes and anything else we could find worthy of being modeled. I remember knee-high go-go boots. We made and sold tickets (maybe 10 cents each) around the neighborhood and worked up the whole show complete with decorations (large homemade tissue paper flowers etc.), entertainment and refreshments. We actually turned out a nice crowd of neighborhood ladies. One of the things we did to “entertain” was to make up a dance to the original Rockin’ Robin. Turn, pivot, side jump and wave hands on the “tweet tweet twiddly deets” and all that. It must have been a long and boring summer for the newspaper too, because our little neighborhood show made the newspaper complete with a photograph. Jacksons meet Nirvana is odd and so was our show. Oh well. I feel stupid.
Thats a great story, I did something similar when I was a kid. We did a “Rodney Street Circus” and us kids all did some little acts while the adults on our street watched. We put “tickets” in peoples mailboxes. I danced around with one of those long ribbons on a stick while two boys circled my on their scooters.
Dont feel stupid, you made me happy by bringing up that memory
Rockin’ Robin! This draws out a memory and a story. One long and boring summer when I was a young girl, some neighborhood girlfriends and I put on a “fashion show” using our Moms’ party clothes and anything else we could find worthy of being modeled. I remember knee-high go-go boots. We made and sold tickets (maybe 10 cents each) around the neighborhood and worked up the whole show complete with decorations (large homemade tissue paper flowers etc.), entertainment and refreshments. We actually turned out a nice crowd of neighborhood ladies. One of the things we did to “entertain” was to make up a dance to the original Rockin’ Robin. Turn, pivot, side jump and wave hands on the “tweet tweet twiddly deets” and all that. It must have been a long and boring summer for the newspaper too, because our little neighborhood show made the newspaper complete with a photograph. Jacksons meet Nirvana is odd and so was our show. Oh well. I feel stupid.
Thats a great story, I did something similar when I was a kid. We did a “Rodney Street Circus” and us kids all did some little acts while the adults on our street watched. We put “tickets” in peoples mailboxes. I danced around with one of those long ribbons on a stick while two boys circled my on their scooters.
Dont feel stupid, you made me happy by bringing up that memory
A man reaps what he sows.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDl5AMFlqeo
Excellent!
It’s been said that Kurt is rickrolling in his grave.
Best thing I’ve seen all day!
The only way this could be more awesome would be to re-shoot the mosh pit scenes with them all dancing like Rick.