So, it’s Friday. And in the glorious bygone days of my youth I would have come home from school, showered, glammed up and gone out. Easy peasy. Now? Now I want to. Somewhere in the dim recesses of my mind. But that’s not what happens. I have long since resigned myself to the fact that I am shattered on a Friday. A bit of blogging, a couple of glasses of something (or three) and I’m fit only for bed. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. OK, I wasn’t mighty but I was game. Now not so much so.
So, thanks to Steve, I have a lovely wee pastime on a Friday and it suits me down to the ground. With a slight problem.
Suits me because I get to shuffle my I-Pod and rediscover what’s actually on it. Bearing in mind that not all the songs are mine. Daughter downloaded loads in the beginning when I was learning the ropes.
Problem. I start looking for links on You Tube. And I get carried away. Tonight being a case in point.
1st question:- If I was sucked into a jukebox and turned into a song then the song would be…?
I Wanna Grow Old With You, DJ Limmer
Don’t we all? I like this even although it sounds like Pinky and Perky. You know Pinky and Perky? Black and white kids’ programme from the days when most TV was in black in white. You know, my childhood. Can feel a post coming on here.
2nd question:- If I was sucked into a television then my tv show would be about…?
Bittersweet Symphony, The Verve
Sounds about right.
3rd question:- If I was sucked into a movie theater screen then my movie would be about…?
Twist And Shout, The Isley Brothers
Slight cheat here as I like this Bruce Springsteen version.
Which then got me to remembering how I first came across The Boss. I was in a pub in Glasgow, The Corn Exchange, across from Central Station with my then boyfriend and this video came on. Yeah, we had progressed from black and white crap to colourful music videos! Amazing. And the camera panned up Bruce’s legs, the beat began and I was riveted. Entranced for the full time. I think I fell in love slightly. 😉 Bear that in mind, Rene, when you’re fixing me up with Hugh. Anyway, it obviously didn’t put the boyfriend off. I married him three years later.
Still love this song. Wonder if Courtney Cox being there was a put up job or if that’s how she was discovered?
Ahhh, those were the days! Not Pink and Perky! Don’t be dense. Who the hell wants to watch Pinky and Perky? I mean Bruce and my youth. *sigh*
scottishmomus 
Love it! How are Friday nights have changed. I used to be out and about too. Now I also am at home with a glass or bottle…writing a post about the Eurovision Song Contest. Who cares? We’re happy right? Thank for playing again and I love the way you tangentitised (is that a word, now it is!)
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Feck it. I love made up words! Although, for the life of me, I can’t pronounce that one. But that might be down to the second glass. 😉 Very enjoyable. Both the vino and the questions. 🙂
Now Eurovision takes me back a bit too. I haven’t seen it in years. But it used to be a real family occasion. Like watching the World Cup. Only with music. And no daft ball. Well, not ones that were spherical anyway. 🙂
Look forward to next week’s questions. I might even think of a few suggestions, as you’ve requested.
Have a great weekend.x
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Have you looked at my Eurovision reviews – it’s a good trip down cheesytastic (made up word) lane!
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I’ll get on over. Now, if Mary Hopkins, Bucks Fizz or Abba make an appearance I’ll be lost in nostalgia for the night. Your fault. Tears and snot abounding per chance. 🙂 x
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I’m afraid they are beyond my Eurovision-vision. I only started in 1990…
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Just a wean then. Black and white versions for this too in my recollection. Good days. 🙂 x
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The last video is awesome. My first song of the day. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
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And a lovely way to start the day. Bruce in full flight. 🙂 x
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