Monday, July 29, 2013

My Radio Tortures Me

I love music.  Who doesn't?  Except lately every time I get in my car, my radio is torturing me!   The absolute worst was after a near miss with Curious Rob on parkway.  We were so close and had got a lil hot n heavy...but it didn't happen that night.  So I got in my car to head home only to hear Marvin Gaye's "Sexual Healing"  I was beating the dashboard in frustration.

Going to work the next day l heard "Hands to Yourself" which is one of the songs Rob sang karoake to over the weekend. I leave work later the same night and turn ignition, and hear Bob Seger's "Turn the Page" which is the other song Rob sang that night.  Sexiest song ever!  The saxophone solo of that song reverberates straight to the pleasure center of my brain!

And the rest of the week, the torture continued.  Springsteen's "I'm On Fire," Exile's "I Want To Kiss You All Over,"  The Stones, "Beast of Burden."

God, I love music and how it can immediately transport you back in time!  It keeps us young, makes us move our bodies frantically or alternately slowly and sensually.  It weaves us together.  So I'm curious....which song/artist/music moves you?


  1. I became a fan of the Beatles in the early 80s, thanks to the influence of my cousin and the friends we hung out with. A few years later, I heard XTC's Life Begins at the Hop and was hooked on them. There are, of course, plenty of other bands I like, and some of them I like quite a lot, but those two are the ones whose songs really speak to me.

  2. I have an entire mind full of songs that immediately transform me to a different place, either a specific moment or a period in my life. I also have a similar thing with certain perfumes/colognes. The mind and our senses are always entertaining.

  3. I might have to write my own post about this so that you don't think I'm trying to do a hostile takeover of your blog. Music! For starters, my mother, sisters, and I can break out into song at any time and are often thinking the same tune based on the trigger. I have eclectic tastes that come from working in a record shop as a teenager and in college. Like Rob, the Beatles were my first music love. The last song I listened to on my MP3 player (yesterday) was Dave Matthews Band, "Too Much."