In 1969 I belonged to a youth group called CEBS or Church of England Boys Society. In Box Hill. Don't know how I ended up there but I stayed long enough to go to the annual camp. We didn't have much money back then and couldn't afford a sleeping bag so my Mum made me a sleeping bag with sheets and blankets and giant safety pins. It was huge. My brother Tony was going to drive me to the church but with the packing and all (it was my first ever camp) we were running late. Really late. On the drive to the church this song was playing the whole way. It seemed to go on forever. When we got to the church the flotilla of cars had gone.
Luckily one of the leaders had to stop by and pick some stuff up so he drove me there. In my mind The Real Thing came playing the whole time I was standing outside that church having been left behind.
The Real Thing was number one for ages in Melbourne. Later on when we looked back we couldn't believe it was written by Johnny Young and produced by Ian Meldrum. It was pretty much out there for the time! Even listening now it's pretty groovy.
Come and see the real thing, come and see the real thing, come and see
Come and see the real thing, come and see the real thing, come and see
There's a meaning there, but the meaning there doesn't really mean a thing
Come and see the real thing, come and see the real thing, come and see
I am the real thing!
Oo mama mow-mow (repeat x 4)
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