Thursday, February 23, 2012

Oh, Ruby? When you take your love to town can you grab me a pair of ear plugs?

I don't care if you believe me or not, but WC McCall is the original white rapper. Some think that Blondie holds that honor... I call bullshit. Those people have obviously never had a great big convoy. Yesterday I tracked back through my childhood. It's not that I wanted to really, but Jim kept playing music that made me sing out loud (with a fair amount of shame). 

I begged Ruby not to take her love to town, rocked some chairs and rocked some babies with Dolly Parton, and quite fittingly belted out "take this job and shove it". Perhaps my enthusiasm on the last song was a bit bold... or maybe I just suck at singing. I am sort of leaning toward the bold theory, considering there isn't a David Allen Coe song that is meant to be sung perfectly or quietly. Remember that the next time you're in a dive bar in a small town and someone puts on DAC's 'You Never Even Call My By My Name'. Just sing loud and join the sway. 

The other night I was explaining to a friend that as often as I say, "Uh no, I don't listen to country music..." the fact is, I was country when country wasn't cool. Oddly enough... now that country is becoming main stream I only have one country song in my collection. Okay, if you count Lady Gaga's 'You and I' then I have two. 

And that is how the entire first half of my day went. Aside from seeing a text message that reminded me that I am sexier than a bar full of hookers (seriously... the best text I've received in like 38 years.)((No, seriously!))... it was completely music related. It didn't matter what anyone said, I was in the mood to sing my response. I kid you not, at one point someone said something about a call they received being bad, and I almost answered in Facts of Life theme song. Don't be all "I don't know what you mean." LIES! You know you take the good you take the bad you take them both and then you have the facts of life... the facts of life, dammit! 

Regardless of how much more quickly my day passes with all the random jackassery that goes on here, I was glad to get home and unwind. It takes a lot of continuous music to get the sound of Kenny Rogers out of your head. Then you have to look at pictures of attractive men to get the vision of his f*cked up eyes to go away. 

Here's what I ended up with. 

1. Bon Iver- Halocene
2. The Script- Nothing
3. Procol Harum - Whiter Shade of Pale
4. Kings of Leon - Use Somebody
5. The Cure - A Letter to Elise

6. Sister Hazel - Your Mistake
7. Rolling Stones - Old Habits Die Hard
8. Sarah Bareilles - Many The Miles
9. Blue October - Everlasting Friend 
10. Michael Buble - Home 

I was foolish to believe that today would be any different. Before the clock had struck 10 AM, Jim broke out the Billy Ocean. The day has been a complete waste of time since. So far we've rocked all of the hits, Rick Rolled a new person, showed off our kick ass dance moves, and let's see... Oh, while I was trying to get someone to take a picture of me sitting under my desk for Becca, my boss walked by. Apparently it's not shocking enough to make him ask what the hell I was doing. He simply shook his head and raised a hand then said, "I don't need to know." 

It might not be my dream job, but these people rock. 

1 comment:

Dean LC Guy said...

Yes but do they hip hop too?


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