Steve has added a new rule to his instructions. 😦 Number 4 says, ‘No Cheating’.
Well, he must have been reading my mind because I so wanted to be able to include a song I’ve been listening to all week in my car going to and from work. But it never came up on the shuffle mix. Possibly because it’s not on my I-pod. This song is on one of the mixed CDs my sixteen year old daughter makes up. And I’ve played it till the blood was streaming. I do that. A lot. Play it loud!
Don’t you just want to dance to it? Quite awkward when you’re driving. But possible. Fact.
On to the honest mix. 🙂
Where have you come from? is the first of the three questions before hitting play on shuffle mode.
Are You Gonna Be My Girl, Jet
Ummm. Like this but not saying much to me at all at all. Except, maybe…..different sort of dancing here? Head banging as I listen. Shoulders going. Hips having a good time. 🙂
Where are you at? 2nd question
Audience and Audio, Twin Atlantic
Loving the accent on this. Recognise it? And the rhythm and beat. Yup, another dancey of the , ‘I’ve got a sore head’ variety.
And, ‘Why don’t we?’, come to think about it.
3rd question. Where are you going? Feck, as if I know! Does anyone? Seriously?
A Little Less Conversation, Elvis Presley
Well, what seems to be apparent is that I quite like rock. In all its various stages. Knew that anyway.
But, other common factors here? Em, maybe, act. Don’t just keep talking. But, if you’re gonna talk make it worth listening to. Maybe? Either that or just dance. That’s always a good alternative to other types of inaction.
Happy Friday! Have a smasher of a weekend. And remember to dance. Very liberating. If you’re reading this Jen, just do it.
Especially to the first one. Irresistible I’ve found. All week.
Here, I might have a look at what I actually do listen to each week. See if that gauges how I’ve been feeling. Um, have to think about that one.
Addendum:- If I’m being perfectly honest. (Fuck! Why can’t I just lie and shut up?) All of these posts were political and social to me. At least in the lyrics. Why the hell don’t we speak up and act instead of talking about ourselves? We are the foxes and the hounds are on the run.
But I refuse to ‘do’ politics on a Friday night.
Add-addendum. (I know it’s not a word!) Thoroughly enjoy this, Steve, I’ve come to find. Like a wee reflection on my week. Almost psychically. 😉 In all honesty, I’ve been strutting my stuff and having a good time in and out of work with a bit of attitude thrown in for good measure. So that might account for the rock. Ya think?