Songs We're Sick Of: Feelings

We have our first entry! My father with "Feeeeeliiiiings. Woah woah woah feeeeliiiings."

I can't say I'm sick of this song, because I've only really ever heard it made fun of. So I listened to the whole thing. Well... I tried. Made it to 2:17




Snottdook (3 days ago) Show Hide
This song makes me lol so hard.

binkle1 (2 days ago) Show Hide
Yes, truly one of the most god-awful songs to ever come out of the 70s. Sorry for all of you who love this Julio wannabe. Whoa-whoa-whoa .... FEELINGS!!!!


Does Nina Simone make it any better? She's pretty awesome and kooky.


Who's up next? What song are you sick of??

Sick-of Songs

Not sure why I hated Michael Bolton so much in the '80s. Probably because it was so baffling why a man this good looking...

would insist on wearing hair like this. I think it made me suspicious of him. Any song this man covered, couldn't possibly be a good song.

Or it could be the fact that I got sooo monumentally sick of "(Sittin' on) The Dock of the Bay" which was on the air allll the time.


Man I got to hating that song. Only now, when I play my Best of Otis Redding, have I been able to appreciate its beauty.


It wouldn't be until 3 years later that I would come to detest a song this much, simply through over-over-play, and that was Marc Cohn's "Walking in Memphis."


I was painting houses that summer, and my fellow painters refused to EVAH change the radio station. All they would ever play, every day, was mother-bleeping CHOM (the rock station.)

It doesn't take more than one week, working full-time, listening to the radio 8 hours/day, to know a radio station's playlist off by heart. I don't know why the rest of them didn't get so monumentally sick of the playlist as I did. Possibly they had no souls.

I sent the rest of the summer listening to CBC Radio.

What song are you still, to this day, sick of? I'm not asking this to be cute... I'd like to know!

In music news...

I'm becoming obsessed with Motown music. I've become a Rod Stewart song, and I am not ashamed. "Hmmm the plaid or the leopard?"

food and writing and tv

I seem to have fallen back into cooking again, over the past month. I think it started in November when I got into the Making Soup habit; and now the husbando is eating healthier, so I want to make sure there are things to eat.

I think I can eat a lot of homemade if I...

- make a couple veggie-filled big things on the weekend, which I can bring to lunch at work. They don't need to turn out great, cause at work I don't care what I eat.

- make a couple easy things, a couple times during the week when I get home from work -- like pasta with oil and lemon.

And I'm back to making my own muffins and cookies, and eating them Moderately.

Tonight I'm trying to make hot breakfast cereal (corn meal with dates and nuts, from that slow cooker book), as something healthy to eat for breakfast.

Okay. I've got to do some writing now. (I've actually taken my Mail program out of my mac dock, so that I'm not inclined to check it all the time and procrastinate. So I only have to resist my Home page (which has blog updates) and facebook. Which apparently I'm better at than resisting Mail. Oh, and I found a program that will email me all my twitter updates once a day, in one email. Like that too.

And I haven't got back into any TV shows yet. If anyone asks me "Are you watching XYZ it's amaaazing!" I'm just going to nod my head enthusiastically and give a thumbs up. I'm not a tv snob. It's just that movies and tv are at the bottom of my Entertainment Pole--they're easier to cut out than books and internets.

PS - I'm back with a bowl of hot cereal. It's pretty nice. This may turn out to be my favourite use for the slow cooker.

Edna St Vincent Millay's voice - & - bland cooking

Still really enjoying this book of letters by American women, but I've finally found the right inspiration for Genie's diary entries (for my Henry V book.)

I started looking only at women either 10 years older or younger than Genie (born in 1900) and whose letter sounded distinguished enough that I could lift some expressions and language from it, and give Genie's entries a distinctive feel. Sometimes I come across great lines, but no one will believe they're from the early 1900s... they'll think I haven't done my research! The best was: "That's the dope!"

Finally I came across the poet Edna St Vincent Millay, born 1892, and she's hilarious. She's sitting bored on a train, and writes out the interchange she had with room service at the last hotel she stayed in: "it advertises itself as Chicago's Most Home-like Hotel. Well, that's it. It's so... home-like that if you want a cup of coffee you have to go down to the kitchen and make it yourself."

(To read the exciting exchange between Millay and Room Service, click here!)

There's a book of Millay's letters that's out of print, and I was going to order it online; but then I read reviews of her biography, and they all same the same thing--"It's just an infodump of Millay's journals and letters! No editing! Journal entries and letters! This sucks!" So it sounds like the bio will be perfect for me.

And so an Unprecedented Winter Trip to the Library is called for. Wish me luck.



In other news: I once again tried a recipe from Robin Robertson's slow cooker cookbook, and it was, as usual, completely lacking in flavor. It had 8 spices, and yet zero flavor--like the other things I've tried from this book. And this is a woman who writes international cookbooks! I have her "meat and potatoes" book and it's just fine. I guess crockpots are her weakness. If you read the reviews of it on her web site, it doesn't sound like anyone actually cooked from it before reviewing.

Oh well, I'll pack them into lunch tupperwares and eat it at work.

Bad Lyrics: "Scream" by Timbaland

I really enjoy this song, it's kinda Prince-like (especially the moaning), but these lyrics are so insanely bad that I did a double take the first time I heard them. I was walking along the highway towards my bus stop after work, and I was bopping my head and thinking "oh I've never really noticed this song, it's gre--" and then she says the cookie line. And I had to rewind my ipod and hear it again.

Him: I got a plan for you and I
Let's journey across the Venetian skies.

Her: Can I have some of your cookies?

Him: Can I have some of your pie?
May I cut the first slice?

Need more music? More more more!

Don't know if y'all are tweeters. I don't use it for much, but I recently started following the Song of the Day from RocketReducer.

RocketReducer is a guy I've known for years who has excellent and varied musical taste. I listen to a lot of music, but I don't go to concerts and I don't expose myself much to the less-mainstream, so my horizons remain a bit constrained. I rely on a few others to chuck a Go! Team or Melissa Ferrick my way.

Anyway, if you want some regular music recommendations, I recommend you Twitter yourself and follow:

http://twitter.com/rocketreducer

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