Raise the Roof!

This morning my clock radio woke me with “Blame it On The Rain,” by Milli Vanilli. I think it’s been 400 years since I heard that song on the radio. Consequently, it is still, four hours later, spinning around in my head, giving high fives to “Spanish Flea.” My head needs cleansing.

Then, because I was too transfixed to hit the snooze button, I heard a dance remix of “Owner of a Lonely Heart” by Yes.

So I got up.

And now I am going to play the new System of A Down album because it melds polka, thrash, political awareness and built for over-analysis lyrics like:

“There’s nothing wrong with me
there’s something wrong with you
there’s something wrong with me
I hope your stepson doesn’t eat the fish
when we’re crying for our next fix
killers never hurt feelings
killers never hurt feelings
killers never hurt feelings
gonorrhea gorgonzola
gonorrhea gorgonzola”

(from “This Cocaine Makes Me Feel Like I’m On This Song.”)

Not the best music for driving around peaceful, pleasant, polite Saskatoon in a gold PT Cruiser with Alberta plates (more on that in a couple of days) but certainly a good thing to have in the background at work when a V.I.P is visiting.

Yes! You guessed right! David Hasselhoff is in the office today. Gotta run: he’s taking his shirt off.