I originally did a video for this song, and hated it.
Triple Service was the second song I ever wrote, so it's got that traditional country thing going on, which is okay. What's wrong with that?
When I first began writing, I was heavily into capturing snapshots of my life, and Triple Service is a true story. You can read about it here.
I do also have something to say about being the Keeper of the Stories, but I'll save that for another post.
The first song I wrote was a tribute to my best friend from childhood, who passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. I had never even contemplated writing a song before I wrote that one, and though I had been urged by my husband, I was never inspired...until I got that phone call. Then it all came pouring out.
Anyway, I've talked about that before. My point now is, I think I AM the keeper of the stories, which is a valuable thing. If I don't do it, who will?
If you don't want to read the true story of Triple Service, in a nutshell, it was a place that could never exist today. Because that time is gone and will never return. We're all too jaded now.
It was a time of jukeboxes and three songs for a quarter, and small towns, where everybody knew everybody. And they all got together on a Saturday night to brush off the dust from the fields and kick back with their neighbors, have a beer, and listen to a three-piece country band.
My uncle Howard ran that place, with the help of my mom (Millie) and my aunt Barbara. And my cousins and I lived it, and endured the scorn of the nuns who ran the Catholic school that we attended by day.
I wouldn't trade that experience for anything. I was lucky.
So, being thoroughly dissatisfied with the original video I came up with for this song, I finally hit on the right theme, I think. "Everybody knows and everybody goes".
Here, thence (?) is Triple Service:
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