you can blame alice for this one.....
how many different names exist for that rolled 'cigarette' of marijuana? i am looking for the names really, not a numerical figure.
since her post i have been thinking of rickie lee jones quite a lot. finally, now, i am listening to her first album and am reminded of just how much i love it... i remember when it first came out, i must have been 13 or 14. i remember driving - ok riding in the passenger seat - down northern lights boulevard and seeing the poster of the album cover in the window of the new record store and being appalled - APPALLED - that 'they' would allow a picture of someone smoking a joint on something so visible to the general public. it appalled me so much, in fact, that i refused to listen to the album for years.... i don't know when i finally listened to it... probably in college. it put that captain and tennille and 'nadia's theme' i had to shame. ok, that is being a little hard on myself; i had already decided i didn't need to hang onto those two albums by the time i began my pursuit of a degree in party economics.
what i think it did do for sure though, is endear me to artists who have long, blond(ish) and stringy hair. like.... rickie herself and tom petty, and sting. and here is something about me... i can happily go for months listening to the same cd. ask my friend mary, she will tell you that from summer 1989 through the fall of 1992 {more or less} i listened to tom petty and the heartbreakers, southern accents exclusively. and was as happy as i have ever been.... even after that, i still believe it to be one of the best records ever. EVER, i say. right now, i am on my second third listening of rickie lee, and it is only 8.
and, for those six of you reading this who know me very well, and are wondering... i am on only my second glass of wine.
editor's note: hmmmm, looks like i was driving myself and was more of a prude than i had hoped thought. rickie lee jones' first album was released in 1979, making me 17, and driving, and although not a 'smoker', those of us in anchorage at the time were known to have had a beer or two on occasion....
and, for those six of you reading who knew me in high school, or went to school in anchorage in the late seventies, please let my mother know that i only had a beer or two... on occasion. i think she is under the impression, perhaps, that i had had more.....