I’m currently reading The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells. This novel made me recall one of my earliest memories of the best classic rock songs. I heard many classic rock songs when I was a young child in the late 1970s. Of all the classic rock songs I heard, Jeff Wayne’s The Eve of the War is the most memorable. I remember it more readily than other classic rock songs because my father used it to frighten me. My dad has always had a slightly warped sense of humor, and he liked to pretend he was an alien whenever this song came on. He would pull monster faces and sing the nonsense word “Oolah!” in a terrible voice at the climax of the song, and I would scream in horror and run to hide behind the sofa. I think it was quite evil of him and I know my mother used to scold him for it. I was only three or four years old when he did this. Unlike other classic rock songs, The Eve of the War terrified me when I was a kid. Just hearing the opening bars of this song was enough to send me into a panic. I phoned my dad yesterday to remind him of his cruelty. He later sent me an email message written in big bold text. It read, ‘Oolah! Sleep Well.”