“Yodelayee Rev. Sun Myung Moon, whattup?”

MOONIES
“I wonder what it’s like to be a moonie
I wonder what it’s like
Yodelayee, yodelayee, yodelayeeooh
I wonder what it’s like to be a moonie
I wonder what it’s like
I wonder what it’s like

Selling their souls to the moon and the stars
Giving him houses and keys to their cars
Signing over trust funds and bank accounts
Sending him checks of huge amounts”
(Moonie lyrics © 1984 Têtes Noires/Rapunzel Records)

In the 80’s I was in the band Têtes Noires and we had this really cool song called “Moonies” which was all about Rev. Sun Myung Moon’s and his followers, the ‘moonies.’ I’ve actually been working on a a remix of the song and the album it came from (American Dream). I’ll be releasing it soon.

Since Rev. Moon passed away last Monday, September 03, I thought it was the perfect time to ask the song’s lyricist, Jennifer Holt, what she remembers about the birth of the song. Here’s what she said:

It was the mid-80’s and Rev. Sun Yung Moon was everywhere in the media it seemed. In Minneapolis, suddenly people appeared on busy street corners selling flowers. Curious, I asked where the money went, to one of the vendors. He mumbled something unintelligible under his breath. More curious, i started asking around and found out they were all acolytes of Rev. Moon, or ‘moonies.’ Then there was the mass marriage on television, in which thousands of his followers came together and were randomly married by him. Now that’s one powerful cult. As any good cult leader does, he was also famous for being ‘given’ massive bank accounts and inheritances by his followers, who would then do whatever he asked them to do to provide for the ‘family,’ including selling flowers on street corners. Now that’s some kind of charisma. Why is it people join cults? Are we so disenfranchised that even this is preferable to the bone-chilling aloneness that many of us suffer from, as we make our way from dysfunctional families where we did not learn how to connect or attach appropriately, into a cold, uncaring world? Enter Rev. Moon, a hand outstretched for one’s heart, brain, and of course wallet, in exchange for community.

What was it like to be a moonie? I really wanted to know. Thus a song was born. Yo de lay hee yo de lay hee yo de lay hee hoo!

Lyrics for “Moonie” by Jennifer Holt
Recorded by Têtes Noires, 1984, from their album “American Dream”

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4 responses to ““Yodelayee Rev. Sun Myung Moon, whattup?”

  1. Can I like this on facebook w the dong clip?

  2. I saw Tetes Noires at the 9:30 Club in DC and fell in love with their music. I’ve been seeking a MP3 cut of “Moonie” for ages. Hopefully one day that’ll happen. Or I’ll learn how to rip it myself. Then I’ll have to buy a special turntable. Me and my First World problems.

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