Just some thoughts:
It would have been in the late 1950s’ say 58′ or 59′. I was driving the strip in my hometown, Terre Haute, Indiana. The strip was Wabash Avenue. Yes, just like you might see out of the movie “American Graffitti.” Straight out of “American Graffitti.”
I was driving a 1957 Thunderbird. Top down and no not mine. Through the goodness of what my Cohort friend and I called him, “Rich Man.” He had lent the car to me for the night. Something he often did. I was stopped at the light when I heard the DJ (Jim Austin-WBOW) “Ok, now here is something new from this guy out of Florida, Johnny Tillotson.” It was the first time I ever heard him but for sure would not be my last.
Dreamy Eyes/ You’ve got such dreamy eyes
When I’m away from you/I’m so alone and blue
When I take you home/ I feel so all alone
And then I realize/ I love you, Dreamy Eyes
Your eyes hold a dream of a love for two
A love so warm and rare
I hope to see that dream come true
A dream we both can share
Dreamy eyes/ You’ve got such dreamy eyes
Corny you say, well maybe so. Maybe not. Every generation has their “corn.” You got yours I’m sure. And what you often associate with it, its not corn. Right?
There were two artist from that time that I always felt never got their just dues one was Tillotson and the other Ray Peterson. Little did I know that many years later I would meet and spend time with him and his wife. The bottom picture is of Johnny and myself taken on an old rock-n’-roll cruise. A class guy and what a great week.
This week-end when I back one of the old cars out and later head from Indiana, I will slip one of my special made favorites cd of his in the player and remember that night.
July 13, 2019