Performer: Robert Plant
Songwriters: Chris Blackwell, Phil Johnstone, Charlie Jones,
Kevin Scott MacMichael, Robert Plant
Original Release: Fate of Nations
Year: 1993
Definitive Version: None
When Scott pitched me on the
idea of a backyard 500 barbecue at his place in Muncie, where he was spending
the summer in between his junior and senior years at Ball State, I liked it
I can’t remember if this was
entirely his idea or if it was a group effort, but it seemed natural to me that
if we were going to have a 500 barbecue, we needed to do it up right. And doing
it up right meant paying as much tribute to the race itself.
Aside from the inevitable
banners, Danny Sullivan cutouts, beverages and processed meats, that also meant
replicating the pre-race pageantry of the 500. Scott and I decided to copy
everything from the invocation onward to the race start (the placing of the
burgers and brats on the grill).
We lined up two charcoal
grills in the backyard and pulled out one of the awesome seven-foot long nap
couches that was in Scott’s living room, along with the usual assortment of
lawn chairs and blankets. At the appropriate time, we assembled the guests. The
barbecue was about to start.
After turning off Fate of Nations, we started with a very
truncated and intentionally off-key Star Spangled Banner—our tribute to Married
with Children—before moving to the invocation, in which Scott gave thanks for
good weather asked for good grilling. Then it was time that all 500 fans look
forward to—the singing of Back Home Again in Indiana. (The 500 is one of, I
think, only two sporting events where the National Anthem is NOT the last song
before the event begins. The other, of course, is the Kentucky Derby.)
Scott and I looked for the
words for a while in preparation, although we knew most of them by heart.
Because this was at the dawn of the Internet, we couldn’t just google them like
you can now. But I found them, wrote them down and Scott and I ran through them
once in the morning to be ready for the big moment.
Naturally, if you’re going
to sing Back Home Again, there’s only one way to do it—in the style of Jim
Nabors, operatic and overdramatic. We’re running through it in glorious
fashion, and when we hit the windup line, “When I dream about the moonlight on
the Waaaaaaaaabaaaaash,” suddenly everyone started cracking up.
Why? Unbeknownst to the
others, Scott’s girlfriend, Shani, snuck off to a spot around the other side of
the garage and on cue released from the trunk of Scott’s car the 20 or so
helium-filled balloons that we had bought that morning for the occasion—the
aforementioned morning chore.
When everyone saw the
balloons drifting over the garage, at the correct moment of the song—just like
they do at the race—they realized that we WERE doing a full-fledged Indy 500
tribute. They all got the joke.
Then followed the command:
“Gentleman start your grills!” And with that, the 500 barbecue was officially
under way.
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