It's the word, it's the word, that you heard...and it was also a huge dominant pop-culture landmark from our childhoods. Olivia Newton-John went from shy to slutty! John Travolta branched out beyond Barbarino! We learned what pinks were, yearned for a car we could name Greased Lightning, learned the "brusha brusha brusha" jingle from Ipana toothpaste even though it wasn't sold in the U.S. anymore. But we never figured out why Rizzo was late. Late for what?
Man, it was an awesome movie. Every song rocked. We wanted to have a slumber party, drop out of beauty school, get caught in the rain on prom night and end up stranded at the drive-in, look at someone who was Sandra Dee. Life at Rydell High, and teenagerhood in general, looked a little bit terrifying from the vantage point of us grade schoolers watching, but it also looked kind of crazy-wonderful. I got chills! They're multiplying!
I remember my friend Gretchen somehow got two copies of the "Grease" record, and she gave me one, but she also made sure to give me the one that did not include the interior sleeve (man, remember record sleeves?), which was pretty cool because it was based on a yearbook design with the characters' signatures and doodles, or at least that's how I remember it. Darn you, Gretchen!
And I still think "Summer Nights" is the best karaoke song ever. Wella wella wella UH! Tell me more, tell me more, like does he have a car?
Was "Grease" a part of your childhood? Do you still find yourself humming along to the songs? Did you feel sorry for Rizzo or Frenchie, or were you Sandy all the way?