Drill, Baby, Drill!; The One Hit Wonder
by BT ~ June 2nd, 2010.So I’m walking a Cape Cod beach and singing “Drill Baby Drill!” because the tune is so catchy and such a summertime feel-good song. I’m trying to remember if it was by Jimmy Buffett or The Beach Boys when suddenly it hits me. I remember that magical summer two years ago.
It was at a large Woodstock-like concert, or maybe a revival meeting. The band, Sarah and the Tea Party, were putting out a percussive groove as if it was Mick and the Stones going off on “Sympathy For The Devil.” They rocked – such soul. “Drill Baby Drill!” It had a Gospel twinge too.
And now as the gentle ocean waves of the Atlantic slow down the groove in my head, I find myself wondering whatever happened to that band and whether they ever got their wish to drill like a baby, or did they want a baby to drill, or was it to drill as if a baby planned the whole thing? Pop music has so many mixed messages, and something like this clearly needs a “Parental Advisory” sticker so you know what to do with the baby. Meanwhile, I just keep singing that addictive tune. “Drill Baby Drill!”
Good times. Gosh, I can remember it like it was two years ago.
Music takes you back, doesn’t it? Back then, as best as I can remember, that Sarah lady hung out with some old guy who wanted to join her band but her band-mates scorned him as not old-fashioned enough. I guess she wrote a book about the band tour, which was enormously successful after charting only one hit.
And yet I can’t get the song out of my head. So I am here staring at the beautiful ocean, trying to figure out what it all means. Maybe I should play the record backwards.
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