Just some thoughts:
“A KISS TO BUILD A DREAM ON”
I like Rod Stewart. Some years ago Stewart recorded a series of songs of great American standards. “The Great American Songbook,” volume whatever. Actually I think in all there might have been five volumes of recordings along with the best of the series. Great late night music. (For some reason Stewart and professional golfer Ian Poulter remind me off one another.)
I have liked Stewart from many years ago. There is especially one night that I remember Stewart. It goes back to the years when I was teaching and coaching. When the basketball team went on the road to play the team bus was what we came to call, “The Yellow Chariot.” Yellow school bus. If you saw the movie “Hoosiers” try to recall the scene where the team is on the bus going to a game. Yellow chariots, they could be freezing cold, wind effected, slick roads and snow could rock the best of them. And if you lost it could be one of the longest and most miserable rides imaginable. But if you won, now that was another story.
I remember one night we had a road game I think it was in Covington. Covington, Indiana was a river town and always a tough place to play. The gym and the locker room was at the heat level of a sauna. Satan himself stoked the furnace. The noise level with their cheer block could sound like 25,000 people. On a positive note, they did have the best popcorn of any high school game in the state.
Well for some unknown reason on this night the team played well. Very well, really well and they won. Again not an easy feat at that place.
As we boarded the bus and headed home the bus driver was told “turn that radio on.” About halfway into our journey home Steward came on the radio. One of the kids from the back of bus yelled, “Turn that baby up.” So on this cold Indiana winter night we had a bus load of basketball players/ managers and two coaches singing at the top of their lungs with Ole Rod, The song I’ve never forgotten was —“Hot Legs.”
As I sit her tonight playing some Stewart it is a little milder, calmer song but one with a great title, “A Kiss To Build A Dream On.” It’s for sure many a dream has been created with that very thing, a kiss. But I will never forget that night riding in a yellow chariot on a very cold Indiana winter night….. we all sang another Stewart song. Folks, today I’d pay good money for one more ride on a cold February Indiana winter night on that yellow chariot.
“A Kiss To Build A Dream On.” Now there’s a great thought–regardless of time, space or age.
June 9, 2020