“Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds,” was my favorite song in the 7th grade even though it was 1994 and Mariah Carey’s, “Hero,” was #1.
I first heard this classic Beatle’s tune in my mom’s $1,000 car whose muffler blew smoke like a smoke stack when we road through our town.
The slow, hypnotic melody of the verses followed by the pulse quickening drum leading into the chorus enchanted me. I was a sober version of the girl looking into the marmalade sky when my mom burst my bubble, “This song is about drugs, Dawn!”
I thought for sure it was about the innocence of a Pippi Longstocking imagination who grew tangerine trees on balconies for an escape from the sadness. For the little life of me, I could not imagine that those four straight laced looking guys who sang, “I wanna hold your hand” in suits and mop tops would have written a song purely about drugs. Surely, this Lucy lady was an upstanding gal, a daughter of the Queen of England!
I still sang at the top of my lungs even though mom had spelled out that it meant LSD or lysergic acid diethyl-amide. Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds. LSD. Get it? Acid. Drugs. Hallucinogenics.
Little did we all know that when I sang, “Picture yourself on a train in a station with plasticine porters with looking glass ties, suddenly someone is there at the turnstile…” that in just 4 short years, I would become the “girl with kaleidoscope eyes.”
P.S. Check out Your Friend, Dawn on YouTube, Wednesday 7/3/19 for the first of four videos, “I Went Crazy on Acid.”
P.P.P.S. Trigger warning. Drugs are evil. Drugs are bad. This is in no way endorsing any drug use, but serves to warn of the dangers of drug use.