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I've mentioned to many people lately that YouTube is my jukebox. It's also increasingly my stress relief. When even just thinking about the next week makes my stomach hurt, I retreat to the computer to struggle at spider solitaire and play tunes. Most are standard comfort fare--songs I've been listening to for years now. But now and again I find a new tune I can't get out of my head, like this simple ditty from the New Pornographers--so beautiful it makes me want to cry.
(Don't read anything into the fact that the lyrics seem to be about adultery.)
(Don't read anything into the fact that the lyrics seem to be about adultery.)
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I seem to be in one of those moods recently where every time I like a song I have to listen to it twenty times in a row (even if I've known it for years and never felt that way about it).
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The bad part about this is that the lyrics are SO INSANELY STUPID they make me want to gouge my eyes out with a spoon. And yet it's such a catchy song. I'm trapped! So I keep singing it to myself and then pausing to rant ("What, you think phones were invented sometime after 1977? What is wrong with you? Take a *%^&$^& history class!").
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