Does anyone remember folk rocker Dan Fogelberg's massive New Years Eve ('81-'82) hit "Same Old lang Syne" from 2 decades ago? I know, this isn't a music board, but just wait. The song began with "met my old lover in a grocery store...". The grocery store, I had read, was a 7-11 store in Peoria, Illinois, where Dan Fogelberg ran into an ex. girlfriend around Christmas of '76. Apparently he wrote the song's lyrics based on his experience of running into her in this 7-11 store. My plan is to try to get the number to the pay phone(s) in or around this store. Then to call the phones, and assuming the phones take incoming calls, announce to anyone who picks up that they are at a site at which a popular tune was based on and then play the song for them via tape. In reality they may be overwhelmed or disbelieving but if enough people get calls in this way it might get people asking each other about Fogelberg and the store and the song. I bet the average person under 40 probably wouldn't have heard the song before or had known about it's relation to the store. Now, if there's no pay phones at the 7-11 in Peoria or no more 7-11 there then how about the closest pay phone to the old 7-11? Does anyone know Peoria, Ill.? I don't, I'm from NYC!

who's dan frogelberg?

Sounds like a plan. I dig that song. I'm 31, but I was addicted to sentimental 70's rock in my youth.

Nate-it's Fogelberg. He's a folk rocker who's sounds like a cross between John Denver, Jackson Browne, Buffalo Springfield, Eagles, America, CSNY, Poco, Bread, to name some. You'd recognize him by his hit "Longer". You've heard him before. Antigone-that's cool you like the song. I didn't think younger people knew it. Though the song was an '81 production it still sounds 70's.

He's the Perry Como of the rock generation. Sleepier than all the fishes in the ocean, Mellower than any man ever was, Sleepier than all the stars up in heaven, I think I need a nap.

Hey Doug, that's a good lyric substitution. How about the words to "Same Old lang Syne": Met my old lover in a grocery store, the snow was falling Christmas Eve, I stole behind her in the frozen foods and I touched her on the sleeve She didn't recognize my face at first but then her eyes flew open wide, she went to hug me and she spilled her purse and we laughed until we cried We took our groceries to the check out stand, the food was totalled up and bagged, we stood there lost in our embarrassment as the conversation dragged We went to have ourselves a drink or two, but couldn't find an open bar, we bought a six-pack at the liquor store and we drank it in her car We drank a toast to innocence we drank a toast to now, tried to reach beyond the emptiness but neither one knew how She said she married her an architect who kept her warm and safe and dry, she would have liked to say she loved the man but she didn't like to lie I said the years had been a friend to her and that her eyes were still as blue, but in those eyes I wasn't sure if i could see doubt or gratitude She said she saw me in the record stores, and that I must be doing well, I said the audience was heavenly but the travelling was hell We drank a toast to innocence we drank a toast to now, tried to reach beyond the emptiness, but neither one knew how, we drank a toast to innocence we drank a toast to time, living in our eloquence, another old lang syne The beer was empty and our tongues were tired, running out of things to say, she gave a kiss to me as I got out and I watched her drive away, just for a moment I was back at school, and felt that old familiar pain, and as I turned to make my way back home, the snow turned into rain This is what I want folks to hear at the nearest payphone to the 7-11 in Peoria Illinois.

Alright, but just a couple verses: Stalked my old lover to a grocery store, The snow was falling Christmas Eve, I stole behind her in the frozen foods and I boned her up the ass She didn't recognize my dick at first but then her eyes flew open wide, She went to suck me and she spilled her purse and she gagged when I let loose We took our groceries to the check out stand, Where we pistol-whipped the clerk, We stood there lost in our embarrassment as we emptied out the till We went to have ourselves a drink or two, But couldn't find an open bar, So we nicked a twelve-pack at the liquor store and we drank it in her car We drank a toast to innocence we drank a toast to now, tried to reach beyond the emptiness but neither one knew how She said she married her an old pornstar who kept her lubed and high and coked, She would have liked to say she loved the man but he did have a metre-long schlong etc.

Doug--Not bad at all. I'll think of more

I live in Peoria, IL and there are no 7-11's around here anymore :(

I was born in 1986, so right now I'm 18. Heard dis song from the radio awhile ago and instantly recognized it. I think my mom played this song over and over while i was still in her womb. love this song. sounds like a great plan (if you could actually find the 7-11.