Last night I was dreamin’
I dreamed about the H-Bomb
Well the bomb went off and I was caught
I was the only gal on the ground
Mmm, there were thirteen men and me the only gal in town
That’s not how it all started though. It began from the other perspective of thirteen women and me, the only man in town. The man was Dickie Thompson a shimming, blistering r&b guitarist who wasn’t particularly interested in innuendo or H-Bombs. His intentions were clear enough from those screaming guitar leads, too clear for the oh, so offended censors who applied enough pressure on the poor deejays to pull it from the airwaves.
The song didn’t give up yet though and the re-write gets an atomic update. Bill Haley records it as the flip side to Rock Around the Clock. And now, with our very survival in the balance, lines like
There was two gals every morning
Seeing that I was well fed
And believe you me, one sweetened my tea
While the other one buttered my bread
don’t sound quite so bad amymore. I mean really what’s a guy to do? Eight years later though is when the song really gets super charge. Ann-Margaret gets her hands on it and after a few gender benders the song really snaps. Listen to those horns coming out of a quick rim shot on the snare. Thirteen could seem overwhelming. Ann-Margaret makes it seem like the bare minimum. Too bad it was all just a dream.