August 20th, 2005

Moose With Mug

At the Hop, With My Friends

Earlier today VH1 Classic aired the Woodstock documentary, which I left on because Tank really enjoys music of any type, and it seemed to provide just the right type of background noise for me to read Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs while simultaneously transferring more of my music collection to my iPod.

One of the segments I caught was the portion where Sha Na Na appeared. Now, since my early teens I've known that they appeared there -- I didn't need The Dead Milkmen praising them on Metaphysical Graffiti to tell me. However, I've known this in much the same way I know how the solar system formed: purely by reading about it and listening to others talk about it. But actually seeing the footage showed me just how surreal it really was.

I never bothered to ask my parents -- or anyone else in their generation, for that matter -- just how they reacted when they initially found out Sha Na Na was there. Admittedly, I don't know about them, nor how much I should know about their musical legacy. However, I distinctly remember them from my childhood as musical camp, and I can only imagine that music fans of the time must have viewed their presence at Woodstock with horror similar to the type someone from my generation would react to finding out that Amy Grant appeared onstage during Lollapalooza in 1994.

The other item that managed to get my attention was Cocker playing air guitar while singing "With a Little Help from My Friends." He really must be the worst air guitarist of all-time.
  • Current Music
    "In Praise of Sha Na Na," The Dead Milkmen