I should have been in Belgium the summer of 1975, after my sophomore year of college. Long story, about a girl, of course. Instead, I spent that summer working the night shift at a Cape Cod restaurant called the Hearth ‘n Kettle. I cooked, I bused tables, and I washed dishes. Back then the workers weren’t immigrants. The crew included the year-round locals and the summertime college kids. There was some flirting, and some of that paid off, but mostly we all just worked hard and got along.
A radio was always playing in the back room of the restaurant. The big songs that summer included “Love Will Keep Us Together” by The Captain and Tennille, “Rhinestone Cowboy” by Glen Campbell, and “Listen to What the Man Said” by McCartney and Wings. But the one that I never tired of hearing was, “I’m Not in Love” by 10cc.
Crap! I always thought those were synthesizers in the background. So “Tomorrow Never Knows.” I really, REALLY love this song now. Trust me, you don’t want to hear me singing this in the car.
Isn’t this where you met Patti Duke and John Astin? I think you said he was much more likeable? I loved the summer of 1975! I had a really easy nanny job in Acton, and finally got my license. Paula took me to spend almost two weeks at her parents’ cottage in Chatham. I got a bad case of sun poisoning!
Those songs are seared in my memory, too. I was never a big Wings fan, but that particular song was just so darn catchy. I told Molly that “I’m Not in Love” is the ultimate “Douche in Denial” song. Now I’ll watch the video you’ve posted and the guy will prove me wrong.