The Night Has A Thousand Eyes
Before the impact of groups like The Beach Boys, and The Mersey Sound and The Beatles changed music for ever, there was Rock and Roll, with huge stars such as Buddy Holly, Bill Hayley, and Elvis Presley. For youngsters who were not quite ready for the gyrating hips of Presley, but considered Sinatra and Frankie Laine to be music for their parents, there were the teen idols, the heart-throbs adored by young girls, and envied by young boys. Clean-cut, good-looking, and accepted by all generations, they were the ‘nice boys’ of pop.
In 1961, before my tenth birthday, Bobby Vee released the tear-jerking pop ballad, ‘Take Good Care OF My Baby.’ This was a huge hit on both sides of the Atlantic, and began a career that would see the 18-year old from North Dakota become a worldwide star. He had started out some years earlier, when he formed a band with friends, in his home town of Fargo. Although his popularity faded during the early 1970s, he continued to tour, and remained popular with a loyal fan base until he retired from the music scene in 2012. He was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease at the time, but is still alive today, aged 72.
The track that follows was released in the UK around the time of my eleventh birthday, in March 1963. Although the genre had already seen its heyday, I was taken with this song at the time, and I still find it popping into my head at least once a week. It speaks to me of a time and place in my life, when I was changing, along with the music and culture all around me.