So I have eighty frillion things to do today, but not before I treat the Internet to a sampling of the music I'll be listening to on the airplane tonight when I can't fall asleep. Unless I bring a flask of vodka and some Benadryl on board. What do you guys think? But first! The music!
Because my deboanir, dashing and absolutely darling husband gave me this for our anniversary.
(And he loaded up dozens of old pictures for a slideshow and set it to Sting's version of 'My One And Only Love', the song we danced to at our wedding. I KNOW. Someone bawled all over her new iPod. Someone was very very ashamed that she purchased this for her husband.)
I am on a country kick lately. In the past few days I have downloaded:
- 'Pickin Wildflowers' by Keith Anderson. I love this song. I love the parts where he growls. I love how he says the word 'covert'. This song is why all men should wear cowboy hats.
- 'A Real Fine Place To Start' by Sara Evans. This is her new song and the video may border on the ridiculous (by the end of the video, she might as well just not be WEARING a shirt), but it's a fast-moving happy song without a lot of twang meaning I'm allowed to listen to it while Phillip is driving. I also bought 'Perfect' and 'Suds In The Bucket' which are both, ah, kinda twangy, but upbeat and loud and I apologize in advance to anyone sitting next to me tonight who's annoyed by my chair dancing.
- 'Time' by The Greencards, kind of a mellower grown up version of Nickel Creek. If you love that place where bluegrass and Celtic music and folk and country meet up and spawn lots of little baby bands, try them out. (If my brother is reading this, he is now getting out the phone book to investigate some institutions. I remember both of us wailing along to Queen once in his pickup truck, but from there we part ways.)
- 'Incomplete' by the Backstreet Boys. I am not ashamed.
But I've got some good stuff on my new iPod. (And some bad stuff. A-ha's 'Take On Me' club remix anyone?) The entire Indigo Girls discography, for one. (And the entire Sting discography. Apparently we have to share iTunes.) The same old same old, like John Mayer's Room For Squares, some U2, some Coldplay, the Britney compilation I bought in China, some Cake, some Jack Johnson. But I've also got a few treasures: Bell Biv Devoe's 'Poison' (you know you had the same tape when you were in sixth grade) and 'Business Time' by Flight of the Conchords. That's right. It's Wednesday. You all know what Wednesday is.
Sorry for the lame-o post. The eighty frillion things await. I'll have a laptop on my trip, natch, and my father-in-law's teeny tiny super cute camera so there will be DIGITAL PROOF of the bachelorette debauchery. I hope to update before Saturday, but if not you'll just have to wait until next week when I'm hanging out with the cutest little boys in Ohio.
Happy vacation to me!