Perusing from voxy neighbour to neighbour, I came across the Literal Video version of Total Eclipse of the Heart from here. Genius!
Having once sent flowers to my sister in law in Texas, I now get reminders from Interflora to send flowers on every possible flower-related day. This includes things you might expect like Father's Day (not sure about the flowers on that one, but not being one to subscribe to stereotypes, I guess there's no reason why that couldn't work).
You will all be interested, I have no doubt, to know that today is Sweetest Day. Yes. That's right. Sweetest Day.
If any of you are thinking, as I was, a hearty "WTF?!", I bring you this extract from the wikipedia page for Sweetest Day. As we all know, if it's on wikipedia, it must be true.
Once known as a day to spread love and cheer to the unfortunate, this popular holiday in the northern U.S. is now known as a day to show affection to the loved ones in your life. It is described by Retail Confectioners International as an "occasion which offers all of us an opportunity to remember not only the sick, aged and orphaned, but also friends, relatives and associates whose helpfulness and kindness we have enjoyed." Sweetest Day has also been referred to as a "concocted promotion" created by the candy industry solely to increase sales of candy.
Sweetest Day a concocted promotion?! Surely you jest, wikipedia!
Celebrate the special peeps in your life, bloggers. Send flowers on Sweetest Day. I will happily provide address details if you message me, and provide your credentials.
Yesterday and early this morning, while talking about our impending move to a new apartment a few blocks away in a much bigger building (and no longer on the ground floor), Alaina and I talked about how being in a larger complex essentially acts as a fairly effective form of security through obscurity. Unfortunately, as always seems to be the case, the conversation was prescient.
Maxwell's "Pretty Wings". I've been waiting 8 years for him to put out a new record, and two years since I first heard a snippet of this track. Worth the wait.
Oddly, I was on air on the Jimmy Fallon show for about 10 seconds last night.
I love this guy. The ending might be the best part.
but if I were to utter a prayer...
a single song up to the heavens,
it would be transformative.
It would be this.
Lord unchain my hands
let me sing inside the crowded trams
let me dance among the traffic jams
we're going to sleep
on the St Kilda sands
Lord unbind my feet
let me mingle with the good people
we meet
water rising up into the street
unbind
my
feet
In musical form,
this makes my spirit break free and run, jump, dance uninhibited. It reminds me to stop and look. Look at the beauty of the oft unseen. Hear the rhythm in the chaos and the melody on the wind. Smell the magic. Soar in the energy of a teeming mass of people moving and delighting in time, as one.
The Cat Empire are not a serious band, but they are seriously talented. Only the live shows reveal it. Recorded, they are fun and silly and brassy and cheeky. Live they are SO much life and fun, I barely know where to begin.
Another track for you to enjoy that gives an idea of the ridiculously fantastic brass.
Nearing peak privacy crisis forces Dot-Coms into harvesting intimacy.
Social networks manifest as herpes-like peer validation.
"To the stars your manhood flies"
Reminds of Chandan Goswami. We are all in the gutter, but some of us are sending flies to the stars.