So, la petite Z has a play list. She can name Sting, Beck, Spoon & Alejandro Escovedo on KGSR in 3 notes or less. We're going to make a lot of money off this kid if "Name that Tune" still exists when she's older. She can distinguish between The Police and new Sting. She's picky about her 60's R & B, 70's disco and dance hits of the 80's. We bought her one of the no-tech reverb microphones that she'll sing into like an echo chamber...these are her favorite feel good tunes of the moment:
- I Got You (I Feel Good): James Brown
- Message in a Bottle: The Police
- You got yr. cherry bomb: Spoon
- Don't You Want Me: Human League
- Sister Lost Soul: Alejandro Escovedo
- Le Freak: Chic
As for me, the velcro stubble is shedding. After the haircut of last Friday, my five o'clock shadow was starting to reappear and I was getting pissed. It's itchy, it's sticky and it hurts on my pillow. Funny thing, the other night, I got up to pee, half-asleep and as I got back into bed, I instinctively went for my long hair at the nape of my neck to brush it up onto the pillow.
I was just in the shower at noon and felt the water streaming down my lonely skull. And when I emerged, I looked at myself naked in the mirror - like a department store mannequin. Long neck, skinny shoulders, small breasts & waist and bald. Spray me in white plaster and set me in a vitrine.