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I Can See Clearly Now
By: Brendan Halpin , George Edward StanleyeBook Publisher: Random House
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It’s a revolutionary idea: use cartoons to actually teach something to the kids of America. In the summer of 1972, the suits at a major television network bring together a motley crew of songwriters and musicians to work on Pop Goes the Classroom, a series of short, catchy, educational songs that will air during Saturday-morning cartoons. And so four young, talented songwriters find themselves in the basement studios of ATN, at the height of the Age of Aquarius, tasked with writing the songs that will come to define an entire generation’s childhood. Led by free-loving folk legend Pamela Sanchez, the self-styled prefab four –naïve, sweet, sheltered Sarah; Peter, a struggling Bob Dylan wannabe; Julie, who cut her professional teeth on commercial jingles; and Levon, a bassist most recently known by the stage name Apollo Von Funkenburg–struggle to stifle their uncertainty and tap into their creativity. With the help of an enormous amount of pot and a little sexual innuendo, they eat, sleep, drink, smoke, couple and uncouple–as they work to change the world, one song at a time.
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| Release Date: 03-24-2009 | |
| Publisher: Random House Publishing Group |
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I Can See Clearly Now
Chapter One
Dingo
He didn’t even want to do the encore. The idea of staring at a half-empty theater for even five more minutes was just depressing. But the pathetic little crowd had shown up had to hear “Shadows in the Twilight,” and Dingo was enough of a professional to know that they owed it to them.
So he stared at his crash cymbal while Pamela sang her heart out. In her way, she was a professional too. The song ended soon enough, and the applause was enthusiastic; it only sounded pathetic when compared with the sound of a full house applauding.
They walked offstage, and Pamela seemed to be as elated as she always was after a show. She floated backstage, held aloft by the adoration of the crowd.
Dingo looked at Alec and Keith. They all just shook their heads. They’d been in the business long enough to know that this was the end of the line of the Pamela Sanchez gravy train. First she’d been dropped from her label due to what she insisted was the “crypto-fascism” of the head of the label. The label stiffed her on distribution of her latest album and made no effort to get it onto the radio, so without the sales and the airplay, the crowds just weren’t big enough anymore for her to justify paying them. Especially not when she could tour around college campuses with no more expenses than gas and guitar strings and play little coffeehouses surrounded by worshipful ?eighteen-?year-?olds. She’d tell Rolling Stone, if they asked, if they cared anymore, that she had decided that the full electrified band experiment wasn’t really working, and that she’d decided to go back to her roots and really connect with her fans.
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Dingo
He didn’t even want to do the encore. The idea of staring at a half-empty theater for even five more minutes was just depressing. But the pathetic little crowd had shown up had to hear “Shadows in the Twilight,” and Dingo was enough of a professional to know that they owed it to them.
So he stared at his crash cymbal while Pamela sang her heart out. In her way, she was a professional too. The song ended soon enough, and the applause was enthusiastic; it only sounded pathetic when compared with the sound of a full house applauding.
They walked offstage, and Pamela seemed to be as elated as she always was after a show. She floated backstage, held aloft by the adoration of the crowd.
Dingo looked at Alec and Keith. They all just shook their heads. They’d been in the business long enough to know that this was the end of the line of the Pamela Sanchez gravy train. First she’d been dropped from her label due to what she insisted was the “crypto-fascism” of the head of the label. The label stiffed her on distribution of her latest album and made no effort to get it onto the radio, so without the sales and the airplay, the crowds just weren’t big enough anymore for her to justify paying them. Especially not when she could tour around college campuses with no more expenses than gas and guitar strings and play little coffeehouses surrounded by worshipful ?eighteen-?year-?olds. She’d tell Rolling Stone, if they asked, if they cared anymore, that she had decided that the full electrified band experiment wasn’t really working, and that she’d decided to go back to her roots and really connect with her fans.
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