We were a party of five, and two of the guys I haven't seen in a dogs age. One a little younger than me, one a little older, but all of us what Juju Pongo used to call silverbacks.
I noticed right away that both of them had hair longer than I ever remember their hair being before. Me, on the other hand, my hair used to be a joke amongst my co-workers (mad scientist - that sort of thing) but for years I've been cutting it short: I really don't like having to comb or brush it. Or dry it. Or think about it much. I do really love hair (here, Baby, there Mama, everywhere Daddy Daddy), but it's become something I admire on others and would rather keep out of the house.
Anyway, one of the guys says: What happened to your hair?
And I just didn't know what to say.
2 comments:
You do know that the 40th anniversary of the opening of "Hair" on Broadway was just a few days ago -- or is your hair related post just a coincidence?
My now departed friend, Bryan Spencer, appeared in the original cast for the Boston production. It was Hair that brought him to NYC, when he landed a role in the Broadway show a few years into its run.
I miss Bryan.
Yow. I must have know but not known that I know. You know? Now that you mention it, I walked by the theater Hair is playing in last week. I bet they had a big honkin banner up that said something like 40th Anniversary!
Didn't know that about Brian.
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