It’s a rainy rainy morning.
I’ve been a wee bit ill. Last night, my roommate and I had a wonderful and funny night watching VH1’s 100 Greatest Songs in the Past 25 Years. We sang along. We had bouts of nostalgia and love for songs we hadn’t thought of in years.
Hungry like the wolf.
I can’t go for that (no can do)
Enter sandman
Tainted love
You gotta fight — for your right — to paaaaaaarty
One of my favorite parts about the program were the mini-interviews with other artists about each song in question. The generosity of artists towards one another. Big stars talking about how such and such a song had such a huge influnce on them, how lives can be changed by hearing a SONG. So true.
Also, dammit, the lead guy from the Goo Goo Dolls is a fox. I could barely deal with him at all. He is kind of scary gorgeous, actually. A freak of nature.
Jen and I sang at the tops of our lungs.
“Do you really want to hurt me?
Do you really want to make me cry?”
Lyrics returning to our consciousness 20 years later. Hilarious how that happens. Some things never go away.
