Our June Tunesday theme is *a duh de duh duhhh* pure unadulterated happy songs.
What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade.
– Gertrude Jekyll
They’ve been one of my go-to examples of how rock-n-roll peaked in the late 60s for so long already that I don’t remember when exactly I fell love in with Creedence Clearwater Revival. It was probably around the same time I fell in love with my wife, even if I didn’t realize it at the time. They have a similar spirit, I suppose, one of fight and of joy. Besides, what’s that old saying? CCR is for lovers? Something like that.
This was also probably the same time that I fell in love with porches. I grew up in a home with a front step and a back deck, but it was a suburban home in a suburban landscape — a wonderful place to be a kid, but not a place prone to romanticizing porches. What’s that old saying? The suburbs aren’t for porch-lovers? There’s no questioning my love for porches now, though. For sitting on them; for listening to songbirds; for rocking back and forth; for seeing the wind blow and the leaves shake; for feeling my tangential brush with God’s creation. When I think of June, “the time of perfect young summer,” I think of porches, and when I think of porches I hear CCR’s “doooo dooo doo…”
Can I make a confession? I’d never paid close attention to the lyrics of “Lookin’ Out My Back Door” until today. Another confession? They’re amazing!
There’s a giant doing cartwheels,
A statue wearin’ high heels.
Look at all the happy
Creatures dancing on the lawn.
This is the happiest song in the world. Tell us, John Fogerty, what else is going on out there?
Tambourines and elephants
Are playing in the band.
Won’t you take a ride
On the flyin’ spoon?
Yes! This is wild, this is… Wait, flyin’ spoon? Was John Fogerty tripping? No, he was writing for his three-year-old son and making references to Dr. Seuss. That is beautiful, right? Sitting on the back porch, playing a big ol’ smiling guitar, making up stories for your kid? For June’s Tunesdays, Amanda asked for “pure, unadulterated happy songs.” Winner winner, tambourine and elephant dinner.