Okay, my freaking fabulous followers, I woke up this morning with this “freak” phrase in my freakish brain:
Letting my freak flag fly
… which — unless my memory is totally freaking out — is from a song.
At freaking first, I thought those words were from
(I found that freakin’ image of the musical “Hair” here on Wikipedia, along with a lot of freakin’ words.)
However, I don’t think it was the freaks from that freakingly innovative 60’s musical who sang those words I woke up with.
I believe, in my freaky heart, that those lyrics are sung by Familiar Freak David Crosby.
Hold on. I’ll freaking check.
I was freaking right!
(David Crosby, Stephen Stills, and Graham Nash — known collectively as the freakishly harmonic Crosby, Still, & Nash — are freaking out here on YouTube with “I Almost Cut My Hair” at Madison Square Garden in 2009.)
Now, it’s not a freak accident when I wake up with lyrics in my head, which happens freakin’ frequently. I believe there are reasons for freakin’ everythin’, so I’m going to look more carefully at those freak-flag lyrics:
Almost Cut My Hair
I almost cut my hair
It happened just the other day
It was gettin’ kinda long
I could-a said, it was in my way
But I didn’t and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
And I feel like I owe it to someone
Must be because I had the flu for Christmas
And I’m not feelin’ up to par
It increases my paranoia
Like lookin’ at my mirror and seein’ a police car
But I’m not givin’ in an inch to fear
’cause I promised myself this year
I feel like I owe it to someone
When I finally get myself together
I’m gonna get down in some sunny southern weather
Find a place inside to laugh
Separate the wheat from the chaff
I feel like I owe it to someone
Here are my freaking associations with those words, in the freakin’ moment:
- I didn’t ALMOST cut my hair just the other day. I freaking DID get it cut, two days ago, by the freakishly talented haircutter and human being, Mia.
- To me, “letting my freak flag fly” means showing pride in one’s unique individuality — freakish differences and all. What does freakin’ you think about that?
- I didn’t have the flu for Christmas, but I wasn’t feeling myself during the holiday season — because of some heart health fears and uncertainties I had then.
- “I’m not givin’ in an inch to fear.” Isn’t that freaking GREAT?!?!
- I did “finally get myself together” last Wednesday, because of a freakin’ terrific meeting my son and I had with a new cardiologist.
- “I’m gonna get down in some sunny weather.” Because the winters are so freakin’ cold and harsh here in the Northeastern part of the USA, I always try to get down in some sunny weather, if possible. This year, with all the medical uncertainties, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get away. Yesterday, I committed to a trip, in Freakin’ February, to sunny
- Isn’t that freaking fantastic?
- Finally, how about that recurring line in the song — “I feel like I owe it to someone”? What is “it,” to me? “It” is everything and anything, including being authentic. And who is the “someone” I owe that to? It’s the freak who is writing this post, people!
Here are some freakin’ fotos I took yesterday and today, letting my freak flag fly:
It’s freakin’ time for Freak Ann to go to work, fellow freaks!
Thanks to David Crosby, Stephen Stills, Graham Nash, and all the wonderful freaks who helped me create this post and who are reading it now (including you, of course!).
🙂
Thanks for letting fly your freakin’ great smile!
My hair is gettin’ kinda long, and sometimes it’s in my way. So far I’ve resisted the occasional urge to lop it off.
Thanks for the music and lyrics. Think I’d better print it out and tape it on my bathroom mirror!
Here in Florida where I came for sunny weather, it’s gray and expected to rain my last few days while I visit the Keys.
Sorry the weather isn’t freaking flying better your way, Emilie. You are very welcome for the music and lyrics, and I’m glad your letting your freak flag fly.
Freakin Fabulous!!! Have a great day and thanks for the reminder of that song- haven’t freakin thought of it since 1976 😀
Thanks for the freaking fabulous comment!
😀 😀
I always read that song as being satirical, sort of making fun of would be counter culture folk. It is fun to read your take – very different. Thanks for the follow!
It’s fun to read your freaking different take, too, Michael. Thank you for the comment!
one of my all-time favorite songs!
Freaky!
I want to see a photo of the feakin’ awesome haircut! 🙂
Wishign you a freakin’ amazing Monday!
Isn’t Penny the Pen’s hair freakin’ awesome, Louise? Thanks for your freaking kind and considerate comment.
A freakingly hilarious post. The play on that word is excellent. The song and the photos are freakin’ good too.
I think you are freakin’ great, Millie!
A freakin DUNKING SPOON?? LOL!! 😀
I KNOW, Annabelle! How freaky is that?!?!
I loved this post and the freaking fotos rocked!
I love this freakin’ rockin’ comment from you.
freakin far out!! Great work.
Many thanks to freakin’ you!
You are gonna have a freakin’ fabulous time in sunny California! ^_^
Yay! You are a ray of freaking sunshine, Sunshine.
I expect Penny has stopped freaking out out about being used to retrieve the cookies!
Freaking funny 🙂
Penny seems to have recovered from her freaking adventures at the supermarket. Thanks for another freakishly fabulous visit, Val!
would have to double check but I think Jimi Hendrix used almost the exact phrase a few years before…. good to see this
Thanks, Dean! It’s freakin’ wonderful to see you. And you are correct about Jimi Hendrix (see below).
I haven’t cut my hair in this century and don’t intend to. Maybe in the 22nd. Freak flags for the win! 😀
FWIW, Hendrix recorded “I’m gonna wave my freak flag high” in the song If 6 Was 9 on the 1967 Axis Bold As Love album.
The freaking win it is! Thanks for the visit and the freakin’ helpful info about Hendrix.
Now you really have something to freakin’ look forward to, Ann! California in February. Jealous man. (That’s another song.)
I must pitch in that it’s not freaking dunkin’ if you don’t get at least two fingers wet.
Great freaking point, Mark. A freakin’ slam dunk, if you ask me.
All this reminds me that I’m also a child of the 60’s (what was that called, a ‘flower child’?), so I enjoyed not combing my hair, and all the freaking goodness that came with it.
Me, too, on all counts, Maria! Thanks for the freakin’ fabulous visit.
OK. Award for Post title of the Month. Right here.
Wow! Thanks for that wonderful flag, David.
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Himalayan pink popcorn? Now I’ve seen everything!
Have you? My guess is you haven’t. Wait until I see more freak flags flying in my local supermarket.
Hope you gets lots of lovely sunshine when you go to California.
I can’t believe it took me so freaking long to notice this lovely comment from you, Hilary.
Tht was a freakin’ fun read 😉
Thank you, Anne! Sorry I am so freakin’ late responding to this comment!
I do this too lyrics come into my head everyday without effort
Thank you for commenting, Author Annie. I apologize for my freaking lateness responding to this. I didn’t freakin’ see it until today!
I just got my hair cut. It was getting too freaking long. You definitely ‘owe’ yourself a trip to sunny California. Wish I could go with you. Carol
I wish you could go with me, too, Carol. I hope it’s sunny where you are today!