I digress. My point is, I need some new tunes. And I think the best way to find good music is to dig into everyone's 'favorite' playlist. Before we moved I hijacked Paul and Melody's 'favorites' off their computer and found some new loves--Mushaboom, Leigh Nash, Fa-Fa-Guster--that I listen to every day. I have weird taste in music--meaning, I don't have a particular genre I like. This morning I listened to Mozart, Michael Buble, Pink, Beatles, Beatles, Beatles, Woody Guthrie, Red Hot Chili Peppers, and The Backyardigans. So...not really picky. I can appreciate a selection of all types, so lay it on me.
Although, no Christina Aguilera, please. A particularly brutal man has been subbing the Saturday morning Body Pump class and has perfected the 'FREEZE! Hold it, hold it, hold, it. I don't care if the song is over! I said HOLD IT!' Just the sound of her voice makes my biceps tremble.
'If every simple song I wrote to you would take your breath away, I'd write it all.' Thanks, plain white t! That's sweet.