in lieu of a photograph, part I
My camera battery is dead and the charger is MIA, so instead of a photograph, I will share the baller playlist off Mr. Petrnotail’s ipod I made this morning for the walk. It was fun to use hubby’s and put on songs I might not listen to from mine. It’s a longer playlist, so stay tuned for part II tomorrow. Beware the parenthetical, I am ramble.
1. Beautiful Life, Ace of Base
2. Come See the Duck, Deerhoof (Download immediately and be prepared to air-drum)
3. Unbelievable, EMF
4. Kommissar, Falco (Mr. Pet only has the german Falco albums. He really loves Falco. I love him.)
5. Time to Pretend, MGMT (I tried to jog for this entire song, but got way winded and only lasted about a verse and a chorus. I am sooooOOOOOoooo out of shape for a 98 pound weakling. Going to work on the endurance factor…)
6. I Can’t Go For That, Daryl Hall & John Oates. (Epiphany: Lyrically, it’s like an easy-listening version of Meatloaf’s hit song “I Would Do Anything for Love (But I won’t Do That)”, errr rather the Meatloaf is a rock-n-roll version of the Hall & Oates song, but either way, those are great songs and I couldn’t help but sing aloud with Daryl and John, dog-walkers and their strange stares be damned!)
7. Put Some Keys On That, Lil’ Wayne. (Can we talk about just how much I adore this man? I also rapped along with him “I am a vegetarian, man I only eat beats / Wear a lot of karats and I smoke the best greens / No beef in my grocery bag / just some Swishers and a whole buncha cans of Whoop-Ass…”)
8. Forgotten, Altered Images
9. Mr. Blue Sky, ELO. (Happy song as I passed the baseball field, noticing the sun was finally fully risen and the sky was in fact very very blue)
10. Rich Girl, Hall & Oates (Another epiphany: I have many epiphanies whilst listening to Hall & Oates.)
11. Goodbye Liza Jane, Bob Wills. (“Oh, how I love her, ain’t that s shame… Oh, how I love her, Goodbye Liza Jane…” Bob Wills was the soundtrack to last summer and it brought back happy memories. After the cool down stretching, I sat on one of our rocking lawn chairs and sunned myself while humming along and tapping my feet to the dixieland beat.)
