When I was 6

[jawnbc]

my parents took me and the other lil fooks to our first concert--The Carpenters!

None of us knew Karen played the drums. How kewl was she?

What a voice, what a shame.

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[cachondo.livejournal.com]

The Carpenters are an integral part of my childhood as well. For some reason, summertime activities whether a cross-country station wagon trek to Yellowstone or just a hop down to the swimminghole were accompanied by the Carpenters coming through on the tinny AM radio. Couple that with warm peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and a swarm of irritated bees. There is nothing better, in my estimation, than a group sing-along while heading out in search of that idyllic summer camp site.

It is a shame, and very bittersweet as well.

[jawnbc]

*sing "don't ya remember ya told me ya loved me ba-ay-bay"*

PBJ? why not a Fluffernutter?