He didn’t recognize the song last night, but then, I’m not the voice on the radio singing it from way back when to give him context and I had no idea of the words beyond the chorus. It’s just one of those catchy little tunes that pops up in the brain every decade or two and wants to get you to dance.
So I went and looked it up.
The No No Song, by Ringo Starr. (Me: It IS? Ringo?!)
Pulling out the second stained glass puzzle tonight, I found myself softly singing today’s silly little ear worm.
He didn’t recognize that one, either. So, repeat pattern from *.
Back Off, Boogaloo. By–you guessed it. Ringo Starr.
Which one of his will my brain come up with tomorrow.
He wondered why Ringo was using that word and what it meant.
Okay, Merriam Webster says this, that it’s Latin-inspired 60’s music, Collins says it’s a fast dance of Afro-American origin, of couples not touching while they dance in quick jerky moves (that is definitely our generation!) and neither one of them says a thing about the group banned by Facebook that Ringo had no way to know would steal and twist that word.
I bet they had no idea who it celebrated. The self-mockery!
But then bullies were meant to be laughed at.