White knuckles...Maybe it isn't so bad?

The word of the day is fallacious.

I must go and say that I had the best bagel today.
It had:
cream cheese
cranberry sauce
turkey
lettuce
and swiss cheese

...ok so it was a bagel sandwich, but it was monstrously good.

"She's my best friend's girl"

When I used to attend church regularly and I took piano lessons in the sanctuary of the Presbyterian church there once was a time when I walked in and heard angels. The music crawled into my spine and I ran back out into the Fellowship hall. My piano asked if I had heard it to when she saw my face. My piano teacher was half deaf.

Turns out someone had turned a recording of a childrens choir to one of the lowest settings on the speaker and it had been playing a loop half the afternoon 'til I had arrived after school and finally suckered up enough courage to turn it off. When the music stopped the light stopped filtering through the stained glass and the white speckles of dust that flaoted in the shafts of light.

Maybe that is how I understand the making of music.

My constant rotational playlist that I will not include on my blog because I am uppity about those sort of things include:

Under Pressure- Queen
Kenya Dig It- Ruby Suns
The Air Near My Fingers- The White Stripes
Golden Years- David Bowie
You Make My Dreams- Hall & Oates
Ringa Ringa- A. R. Rahman
These Arms of Mine- Otis Redding
Leapord Skin Pill Box Hat- Beck
My Best Friends Girl- Weezer
Love today- Mika
Daft Punk vs. Gorillaz- 19-2000 Funk
Scottish Pop- Spearmint
Hang the DJ- The Smiths
White Knuckles- OK Go
3rd planet- Modest Mouse
Origin of Love- Hedwig and the Angry Inch
Play It Cool- Super Furry Animals