@#$, ^%@#&, and Rock & Roll
Tonight while I was listening to Edwin Starr's "25 Miles" and trying to decide whether I might be able to sing it the next time I go to karaoke night at Nico's, for some reason I had the idea of making my mother a mix CD for Christmas. After all, I do that all the time for other people I care about, so why not her?
Well, it turns out the best reason why not is that it is a lot harder to make a mix CD for one's mother than for, say, a girlfriend. The problem is that something like 99% of all songs are about sex, love (not the kind one has for one's parents), or heartbreak.
But here is a piece of advice for you if you ever want to try something similar: the Talking Heads turn out to be a pretty good source.
Well, it turns out the best reason why not is that it is a lot harder to make a mix CD for one's mother than for, say, a girlfriend. The problem is that something like 99% of all songs are about sex, love (not the kind one has for one's parents), or heartbreak.
But here is a piece of advice for you if you ever want to try something similar: the Talking Heads turn out to be a pretty good source.
posted by gregates at 7:01 AM
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