Isn't it crazy how when a famous person dies, we might think about how we were affected by him or her? I didn't know the man whose public persona was Mr. Whipple, but I remember the commercials. They take me back to a simpler time, when I didn't have to worry about the toilet paper supply at home ... new rolls just magically appeared. Anyhow, if you hadn't heard, Mr. W passed away this month.
The same can sort of be said for Kevin DuBrow, the lead singer for Quiet Riot who was found dead just recently. Admittedly, I didn't know the name of the lead singer of Quiet Riot. But I did know many of their songs, and remember when "Cum on the Feel the Noize" came out ... I was in the fourth or fifth grade. Even after it was "cool," some of the band's songs used that l spelling (though not as bad as some of Prince's tunes that used numbers and letters to goofy effect).
Cum on feel the noize ... girls rock your boys ... we'll get wild, wild, wild ...
Ah, the memories. Whether of disapproving grocery-store managers not wanting housewives to abuse the TP, or of big-hair metal bands who don't know how to spell but know mostly how to rock ... they're a part of some of our live's fabric.
you were in 5th grade when Quiet Riot hit it big? Geez I am old! I did not know Kevin Dubrow had died. I had read about Mr. Whipple and was sad. Like you those commercials take me back to a kinder, gentler period of time.
I was looking at the pictures of your boys at the bottom of the page. What a couple handsome little fellas!