Neil Diamond first sang today’s title in 1979.
But it don’t sing and dance
And it don’t walk
And long as I can have you
Here with me, I’d much rather be
Forever in blue jeans
Years earlier in 1962, it was Venus in Blue Jeans, sung by Jimmy Clanton.
The popularity, or perhaps better said, the regularity of blue jeans has changed over a short sweep of time. At least in my household.
My father cut the lawn in a tie and button down white shirt. He taught me how to pick out a suit. I don’t think he owned a pair of blue jeans.
As a result, I have no idea when I first owned a pair of jeans. I am guessing not until I was at least thirty. The last on my block, and, even at that advanced age, I had to do so surreptitiously. Now I own at least six pair of Jeans.
Today I own one suit that may fit me. I haven’t worn it in years. It last showed up at a funeral.
As important as my IPhone is to me, for which full credit goes to Steve Jobs, I also thank Mr. Jobs for blue jeans. They are so much better than suits and ties. Especially when cutting the lawn. Or so I assume.