I don't really have anything newsworthy to report on today, since I am chained to my desk, and actually quite busy today. But I am listening to my iPod here (shut up, I had one when they still looked like little lucite bricks), which I enjoy having at work because it allows me to listen to the tons of music I download when I go on a download spree and often forget about altogether. Because of that, sometimes I hear a song that is completely novel to me, and comes at an odd time when I am not expecting it to.
This happened recently with a Kiss song. Now, I've never been a big Kiss guy. I'm not anti-kiss, but I never got into their whole face painting, pyrotechnic, freakish tongue-having cult. I mean, Knights in the Service of Satan? I can't get behind that. But when someone lent me the greatest hits, I downloaded it to my playlist for later digestion, thinking, hey, maybe it is not all "I wanna rock and roll all nite."
So, last week I was in Manhattan, walking briskly, to catch a subway and get on my commuter train back to the 'burbs. Suddenly, I hear "New York Groove"- Don't expect it to change your life- it is a very basic, simple song- almost bordering on a disco tune, but at that moment, coming on my earphones at the very same tempo that I was walking, it brought a big smile to my face. It also had special significance for me, as I am making my return to the NY thing in September.
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