In 1969, a bunch of studio musicians wrote and recorded a tune that will live forever. Though it was a hit at the time, it quickly faded into cultural obscurity as they never had another hit song.
The 1980's rolled around. On afternoon, at a blow-out game in a football stadium, the victorious home fans began to mock-serenade the losing team with "Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Good-bye." It was genius and hilarious (in a nasty sort of way, the ultimate "rubbing it in"), and quickly caught on at sporting events throughout these great United States. Now even the team bands get in the act:
The name of the band assembled by the studio musicians who wrote this gem was called Steam.
Last week, I drove a young man who told me that, back in the day, his father was a member of Steam.
(Was the guy pulling my leg? I don't think so; This is far too random a story to make up and share with a cabdriver. In any event, let's call it true.)
So, right here in our own South Burlington, a musical celebrity dwells among us in humble anonymity! (I thought you'd like to know this.)
Hey Hey - Good-bye!