Til the World Ends--Three Dog Night 1975

Surfing You Tube, I come upon “Til The World Ends” by Three Dog Night. It was a lesser hit of theirs from 1975, but it always reminded me of you, and that time we were going to up to Lake Erie between semesters. I’d squandered my summer steel mill cash on Black Russians, and was nebulous about the trip in a nimbus way. So, when you asked me if it was about the money, that night on my grandfather’s front porch swing ---of course, it wasn’t--- So, we went to Lake Erie for the time of our untold lives. I can evoke “The Return of the Pink Panther”, a yellow hair dryer, and waking up from a particular nap. But, given our model of discourse, it is not surprising that we didn’t attain the apocryphal It --despite our subsequent engagement— And that’s because life is a business, and we were a lemonade stand. All of which is a cul de sac looping back to those three dog nights, which is an Eskimo expression, some say, long before Eli’s Coming, and Joy to the World, referring to those coldest of nights when it took three dogs on the bed to keep us...and them... from freezing--- Symbiosis---to employ a more scientific term where poetry doesn’t apply anymore. “Til the World Ends” cracked the Top 40 to number 32, the Dog’s last hop upon the mattress. But those soaring falsetto peals on the fade out....Oh yes, that’s it.