That is, I believe, from The Assocciation's self-titled 1969 studio album, which I had on vinyl when it was new, and probably haven't heard in five decades. A lovely, poignant song, my titular snark notwithstanding, by a band that has never really gotten the props it deserved IMHO.
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yes, the association deserves more props than they've got - although they are still touring and that says something - about persistence, and about how it is the music and not the 'personality' that keeps them going - their category is said to be "sunshine pop", and wikipedia gives us a list of other such bands
nostalgia - yes, i remember nickel coke, and even in high school when i went to a three week institute at virginia tech - called VPI in those days - a dime would get you a coca-cola in a small glass bottle from a vending machine - pepsi was bigger for the same price, but it wasn't 'the real thing'
i just looked to see if my slip on shoes that i still wear today from time to time are 'penny loafers' - no, there's no slot for the penny - they are "sperry topsiders" boat shoes although they haven't been on a boat
dubuque - named for a french trader, oldest city in iowa, etc - today i learned Dubuque is part of the Driftless Area, a portion of North America that escaped all three phases of the Wisconsin glaciation, resulting in a hilly topography unlike most of the Midwestern United States.
where you can buy alcohol - at the time the song was written liquor was sold only in state stores, and the location was being moved from downtown to the west side - the song is making a joking reference to this move - in the 1980s private liquor stores became legal - surprisingly, here in montgomery county, maryland you cannot buy distilled liquor except in county govt stores - wine and beer are widely available.
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