better run, better run faster than my bullet

[ziparumpazoo]

~One day I will actually listen to the lyrics of a song before I drive everyone around me nuts humming it. Problem is that it's catchy and I tend to gravitate towards the audio texture before the words. (there's a Britney Spears song - don't judge me - with a passage that starts out with the treble turned right off, then it fades in until it's equalized with the base that is just like candy to the audio parts of my brain... kind of like how catching the light hitting an object a certain way just takes my breath away and demands a photo be taken)

Or, you know, my husband telling me "You know that Mumford and Son's album, half the songs are about death, right?"

Um....

~Starting to get the hang of Tumblr. Sort of. Except for the part with the animated gifs that make my eyes cross and I can't find a way to make them stop moving. (I'm ADD enough without things flashing in my peripheral vision) I am getting too old for this internet thing...hey look! Shiny thing!

~My Fringe DVDs have crossed the border (which makes it sound like they snuck across in the dead of night and under threat of deportation). And my order from MEC is on its way. I love online tracking, except for the part where it's addictive and I keep hoping that if I hit refresh just one more time, TODAY will be the day that my packages will leave the distribution centers and show up in my mailbox.

~On Sunday, it was 29C. This morning it was -2C. With frost. Am currently wearing wool socks. (which I like, don't get me wrong). I'm just not ready for this insta-fall weather. And I can't find my ice scraper for my car.

~Celebrated our 10-year shacking up anniversary at the end of last month. I love living in a country that will legalize just about anything as long as they can figure out a way to get more taxes out of you.

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[supplyship.livejournal.com]

Hahahaha, I had a "spell" a couple of weeks ago where I MAINLINED that FtP song over and over. And yeah, for such a disturbing topic, it has the most fun, summer-y beat EVER. ♥

Congrats on 10 years of shacking up!!!

[dieastra.livejournal.com]

I am driving myself crazy if I have a catchy tune but only know one line to sing along to it. A few times I actually have sat down with the text and did LEARN the lyrics, just so that I could sing along in my head (with English songs, sometimes I have to do that, as learning them only by listening is much harder or sometimes I don't understand everything)

Not that the songs I usually listen to have lyrics like you describe, though.

But I've gotta ask, and sorry that it is you that I am asking now, but I have seen that a lot of times already in several online boards and I can't understand why everyone calls Britney Brittany. At first, I thought Brittany Spears was another famous singer whom I just don't happen to know, but apparenty we are talking about Britney here? How can those two names be confused?

I admit I also always wondered how any proper Stargate fan could not know that Janet's name was Fraiser and not Frasier. Or, worst I have seen, O'Niell *shudder*

I think I do have a spellchecking obsession. Sorry.

[a-loquita.livejournal.com]

It's suddenly cold here too, crazy unseasonable cold. We might get down to a freezing temp tonight and it would be one of the earliest on record. Ugh.

Yay for 10-years! COngrats!

[thothmes.livejournal.com]

A vast number of my old audio tapes for my car (and now the songs on the MP3 player in my car) are by Steeleye Span, who sing mostly traditional British songs, accompanied by electric instruments. My kids all have them by heart.

Thank goodness they don't sing them at school, although they have been known to hum them. I think it's the whole British accent thing. They're afraid to sound funny in front of their little friends.

Anyway, I always know when they have finally become an older teen when they realize what the songs are about.

"Wow, Mom!" my son said one day as I was driving him home from hockey. "I'd never realized it, but every one of these songs is either about murder, or it's a happy little f*ing song!"

"And let's not forget the drinking!" I added cheerfully.

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But the moment that your post brought to mind first?

My little sister, then eight, wandering around the house singing "Tonight's the night, gonna be alright!",in her best pre-pubescent Rod Stewart imitation and my friend asking "Ummmm... does she know, or does your mom know that's about losing virginity?" My sister heard it on the radio, apparently, because it wasn't in my collection.

I allowed as it was about as clear to her as it had been clear to me at the same age that "Run for your life, if you can, little girl. Hide your head in the sand, little girl. Catch you with another man, little girl, that's the end, little girl!" by the Beatles was about stalkerish and overly-possessive love. At eight I thought it was simply about passionate and romantic love. Besides it was sung to a little girl. Had to be good, right?

It's a miracle that we all grew up to be so normal...

[gunhilda.livejournal.com]

Kate always makes fun of me because I never know the real lyrics to songs. I just make up my own.

[holdouttrout.livejournal.com]

Seriously, it was a turning point in my life when I realized the safe, clean oldies my parents had always listened to and let us listen to were all about sex, drugs, and... more sex. Hah!