I meant to write about Yacht Rock, I really did. I like the word ‘yacht’ on account of how definite it sounds when anybody says it and I like how it’s spelled. I don’t particularly like yachts themselves but nor do I dislike them especially. I don’t know much – no, I don’t know anything about…
Tag: music
Yummy, Yummy, Yummy. Or, How I Inadvertently Drove My Girlfriend Certifiably Insane. Allegedly.
As should have become apparent by now, as a child – at least – I was pretty confused about life on planet Earth. I was looking for a degree of consistency that didn’t seem to exist. I spent a reasonable amount of time trying to work things out but, to be honest, most of the…
Urgh. Icky!
Mickey – Toni Basil. Aged ten, I was a sucker, a rube, a schmuck. In the previous post, I’ve said how I accepted what my old man told me without question. It never occurred to me that a different point of view to his might be valid. To be more – or possibly less…
Bridge Over Troubled Martyr
Simon & Garfunkel – The Only Living Boy In New York. “There’s an old joke. Uh, two elderly women are at a Catskills mountain resort, and one of ’em says: “Boy, the food at this place is really terrible.” The other one says, “Yeah, I know, and such … small portions.” Well, that’s essentially how…
