Don’t even get me started on Talk Talk
After I started my car, the chorus of a popular 80’s one-hit-wonder tune played on the stereo:
"In a big country dreams stay with you
Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside
Stay alive…”
D: “Who does this song?”
Me: “Big Country.”
D: “I know [the name of the song], but what band?”
And at that moment I was transported back in time... a time in history when a younger me asked my Dad, "who is this on the radio?"
It was The Guess Who. Oh, the high jinks that followed!
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Eons ago, we had these neighbors. Their surname was actually "Neighbor." Anyway, I have this very strong memory of Mrs. Neighbor calling one day, and I answered the phone. My mom had instructed me to always find out who was calling; I think she made me her gatekeeper, and I took my job very seriously. So when I asked who was calling and Mrs. Neighbor said, "Tell her it's Mrs. Neighbor," I said, "Which one?" We went round and round like this for several minutes--me not realizing the connection. Finally, Mrs. Neighbor just hung up and walked over to speak to my mother. PS I love that song. "I'm not expecting to grow flowers in the desert/ But I can live and breathe and see the sun in wintertime."
Posted by: lex | November 12, 2006 11:30 AM
I'm trying to visit as many of the NaBloPoMo blogs as I can and I thought I'd say hi, I liked your blog.. :) That's one of my favourite songs ;)
Posted by: Snoskred | November 12, 2006 11:38 AM
L: LOL. great story! i always thought they were saying "i'm not expecting to grow pharaohs in the desert." now that i think about it, i guess flowers makes more sense. or does it?
S: thanks, i like yours too! funny how i'm clicking on the damn randomizer all the time and there are still great blogs out there that i have not seen. so funny i could cry :)
Posted by: kir | November 12, 2006 12:33 PM