Let the morning drop all its petals on me

In high school, I had a friend whose musical taste was lodged firmly in the 1970s. She got me to listen to quite a bit of Fleetwood Mac, Blondie, and Simon & Garfunkel. She also attempted to get me into The Velvet Underground, but that was unsuccessful because, seriously, have you heard Lou Reed's voice? Yikes. But despite that musical education, three days ago was the first time I'd ever heard "The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy)."

My first thought was that this song must have been written either while high or about being high. On the other hand, I have had moments where good weather, no obligations, and a generally pleasant mood have combined to make me feel, well, pretty groovy. In fact, I do have vague memories of not only greeting, but dancing with a lamppost after one ballroom competition in college when I was feeling particularly silly. So who knows?

Either way, it's a fun song. Happy Easter, everyone. May it be groovy.