I have been tagged to disclose five songs which I listen to which are embarrassing. How about four, instead?
1. My Ding-a-ling Chuck Berry
Just drives me back to those raucous, late night dance and music fĂȘtes in the frat house, circa 1972.
2. Barry Manilow hits
I read recently where Barry Manilow’s concerts are attended solely by women of a certain age (more specifically, 50 and 60ish) and a small number of men that have consented to be dragged along. Barry wrote the songs that made the whole world sing, Mandy.
3. Oh Babe, What Would you Say? Hurricane Smith
Once again, back to the Seventies in a quirky, longing manner.
4. Amy Winehouse songs
By no means am I one to encourage, sensationalize or laud abuse of illegal substances and skanky lyrics, but I do pause to listen to the melodies of this waifish, beehive-crowned, eye-lined, train wreck of a gal. I suppose the retro 60’s influence must be the explanation for the appeal.
Amazing how music activates the past.
Now, to tag others. This is similar to ringing doorbells to peddle raffle tickets for the high school football team. Anyone care to step up to the plate?
1 comment:
How funny... I had a Glen Campbell's greatest hits CD and when all of my CDs were swiped from my car, they put that one back. I am sure they chucked the rest of them, but that's the one that they left in the car.
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