Speaking of songs...I am intrigued by the iPod, but I know I don't have the patience to go through all my CDs and load the songs. If they ever sell an iPod pre-loaded...especially if it's pre-loaded with the one-hit wonders of the 60s and 70s that I don't already have...I will be first in line to buy one.
Until then, I have an internal jukebox. Really, I hear a phrase or see something that reminds me of a song, and it triggers another song, and well, I pretty much have songs going through my head all the time. The playlist over the last few days:
Lucille, Kenny Rogers
FM, Steely Dan
Sweet Baby James, James Taylor
Slit Skirts, Pete Townshend
Goodtime Charlie's Got the Blues, Danny O'Keefe
Hazy Shade of Winter, Simon & Garfunkel (and also The Boxer)
Scenes from an Italian Restaurant, Billy Joel
Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show, Neil Diamond
Shambala, Three Dog Night
Workin' At The Carwash Blues, Jim Croce
Oh Very Young, Cat Stevens
Rainy Day People, Gordon Lightfoot
same here...sometimes when I pull up to work in my car I channel surf, because I know the last thing I hear will be playing in my head, over and over, for a good long time. And, when I do a meditation weekend, occasionally there are soundtracks to those. Which, in the context of meditation, is a pain in the ASS.
Posted by: zenchick at February 1, 2005 08:40 PMIsn't the Townshend song Slit Skirts?
Posted by: Victor at February 2, 2005 01:38 PMUm. Yes.
Posted by: nic at February 2, 2005 01:51 PM