Burt Bacharach - Make it Easy on Yourself
Let me start by saying I grew up with this album.
As early as I can remember, we traveled in either the Saab or the Dodge Van. This was pre-minvan. This was 1973-79.
Anyway, dad liked playing Wagner and Country. Especially Merle Haggard's "Okie from Miskogkie."
He was not an Okie who moved to Bakersfield during the Dust Bowl, but a Military Brat from the midwest who moved here after having one too many miserable winters in the midwest.
Besides, during the 50s and 60s, SF was about as pleasurable on all accounts as you could imagine.
Anyway - nuff about my dad.
Let's talk about my mom....
She grew up in Flint, MI. Second and final daughter of a seamstress and an auto worker of Polish/Jewish decent. Catholic, however.
Equal Rights for women seemed unattainable.
She was a Stewardess (now called "Flight Attendant"
for a major airline.
You could not ask for a more prone-to-sexual harassment job.
The TV show Pan Am barely scratches the surface in her opinion.
Anyway, rebelling against dad became a spectator sport.
This is where Burt Bacharach comes in.
Remember what I said about dad and Wagner/Militant Country (even if Merle was pulling a Colbert.)
Anyway, this was her protest against dad's Wagner and Wingnuttery during the 70s.
And I liked it. Damn, if Burt Bacharach wasn't catchy shit!
This was the soundtrack of the grey Dodge van in the mid-to-late seventies.
