Tonight's version of the real me is brought to you by all variations of Pillsbury bread in a can. That is on my all-time list of food I could eat until I throw up.
At the moment, the three CDs in the ol' player are Abbey Road, The Best of Loma Records (tiny L.A. soul label that got overshadowed by Motown and Stax), and One Alone by Dave Brubeck (still with us at a tender 87 y.o.).
I sing in a local community choir and have off and on (mostly on) for seven years. On a good day, I sing tenor.
I've developed a fondness for whiskey sours but am not drinking one now. Also red wine and some beer. A vodka tonic once in a while. After that, coffee or Coke.
I'm enamored with the new Gnarls Barkley record (yes, I still call them records and/or albums)--and I can't quite say why yet. It's spacy, funky, soulful, and unsettling.
Once upon a time I wrote poems. Maybe again soon.
The best way to end tonight is with a Charles Mingus quote: "In my music, I'm trying to play the truth of what I am. The reason it's difficult is because I'm changing all the time."
And this just in: the warbly, irritating, sorority-sister-boring Kristy Lee Cook finally got booted off American Idol. About effin' time.
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I call 'em records too, even though the only actual records I ever owned were three 45's: Born to Be My Baby by Bon Jovi, Every Little Step by Bobbie Brown, and Cheap Trick's cover of Don't Be Cruel. I figure I'm entitled...I spent enough time curled on the couch with the sleeves of my mom's records, reading the lyrics printed in the liner notes as the music played in the background. I was obsessed with knowing the lines exactly as they were being sung, and I remember being confused when the words in print didn't quite match up with the words in my ears.
Also, word on it being about effin time for Kristy Lee Cook to go.
You liner-notes reader, you. :)
One of the first 45s I ever owned was Rocky Mountain Way by J. Walsh. How I came to own it escapes me, because I was *real* little, maybe no more than 4 or 5.
So who's gonna be in the top 3 on AI? I predict (and my predictions are as good as anyone else's): D. Archuleta, D. Cook, and (upset pick) C. Smithson.
Apparently, Blogger doesn't notify you when your comment has been responded to, hence my lack of response to your question about AI. If Carly hadn't gotten booted off last week, your pics would have been shared by me. But I'm still wagering on the two Davids, followed by a very distant Brooke White. I suppose Jason Castro is a contender for the number 3 spot as well, but I don't know if the contigent of squealing teenage girls who love him are enough to keep him hanging on.
Hey--I know *I* can set it to receive email when someone comments, but I don't know that *you* can.
Nevertheless...yes, Carly getting booted shows my ability to really pick 'em. I don't much care now--Cook is about the only remaining one who holds much interest.
Much as my comments might suggest otherwise, I really don't follow AI to the letter; I usually come into broadcasts halfway and look up the survivors on ew.com.
But it does retain a weird fascination--maybe I'm trying to psychoanalyze AI's audience and rationalize why someone as good as Carly gets booted before a coaster like Castro.
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