Somebody’s Watching Me

image

Hey everybody!
      We survived Monday.  Thank God.  I even survived a dental appointment.   Yay me!  Do you feel like somebody’s watching you?  I feel that way.  Look who all is watching us now:

First off, we have God.

image

Then we have Big Brother.

image

Next, there’s Santa Claus.

image

Nevermind those of us that are highly observant, nosy, or merely semi-pyscho-analyzing everyone with whom we have contact.  That’s a different story.

It’s been said that on average, a person who lives in a big city is recorded on camera, an average of 75 times a day.  Perhaps, that sounds outrageous at first.  But, think about it.  If you pump gas, walk into a bank, work for a large corporation, eat at the Waffle House, go to the drug store, shop at Walmart  (bless your heart), or drive down the interstate…SMILE!!  You’re on camera!
And if that isn’t 75 times too many, then we’re infatuated with 75 selfies and duck faces to post for social media.  Crazy, isn’t it?  Crazy is good by design,  not by default.  As long as people still say I’m weird, but in a cool way…then everything’s cool.  The day folks start saying, She’s just weird…I’m in trouble.  But, that day ain’t today, so yay me again, lol!!

So, of all the crazy songs out in the universe I could’ve gained inspiration and motivation to play keyboard, it was this one:

image

A one hit wonder who had the honor of the King of Pop himself, Michael Jackson, singing the chorus.  No wonder it was a hit.  Please keep in mind, I was ten years old.  I was too young to know who Emerson, Lake and Palmer were yet.  I didn’t know about Yes.  Jan Hammer had one more year before the Miami Vice theme song put him on the map.  A girl has to find her mojo where ever she can find it.  This just happened to be the one.  It was catchy.  Michael Jackson sang his part great.  And the lead solo wasn’t a guitar. It wasnt a piano.  It wasn’t an organ.  It was a synthesizer. And I was hooked.  I had to have one. 
For Christmas that same year, I got a Casio synthesizer keyboard.  It had 49 mini keys, and it even had a 5 band graphic eq on it,  which amazes me now, for the price and technology of the day.  Well, if you’ve ever owned a Casio keyboard, they usually came with a one finger full chord background for the left hand.   It had different rhythms that changed the accompaniment as you played.  Well, one of them I could play My Girl by The Temptations to the tee!!  The other was I Just Called to Say I Love You, by Stevie Wonder.  Now, if you ever want your parents to be really glad they bought you this gizmo…learn to play an old Doo wop song for your doo-woppin’ daddy.  Oh yeah.  It’s a home run, my friends.  I would go in and out of Service Merchandise, Walmart and Radio Shack.  I’d find the keyboards and start playing one of those songs.  And either you’d draw a crowd,  or run off what I lovingly call the “plunk plunkers”.  The ones that have no intention of learning how to play, and are just, well…plunking on the it.  Hee hee.  It takes all kinds, so don’t get your hockey hot if you’re a plunker.  It’s totally fine.  We need each other.  If everyone played, no one would listen.  Well, the silly little song helped me go a long way.  And I still like the song. Go figure.  It’s the little things people.   It truly is.  God bless and we’ll catch up soon.  Love to all.

Leave a comment