Sunday, March 11, 2007

Where do you get your groove on?

The Car: I spent quite a bit of time driving this weekend. An extra hour was tacked on to the commute to my sister’s due to a tractor trailer that had the indecency to upset itself, making any sort of progression forward impossible. Nightmare! There is only one way to deal with long car rides……..turn it into a private discotheque. Plug in the ipod, crank up the volume, and rock out. Not the mild finger drumming, head bopping rocking out mind you, although in my milder moods I do plenty of that, but the full on singing/yelling head-banging experience. Well, as full on as a restraining seatbelt allows—which isn’t much. I often wonder what people think when they casually look over to see a wild, crazy women head-banging in the lane next to them, singing with silent intensity. Favorite groups of choice for car jammin’ at the moment: U2 “and if, and if the night runs over, and if the day won’t last….” Other candidates would include Tom Petty, KT Tunstall, and Juanes. For milder sessions: John Denver, Dar Williams, Ella Fitzgerald, Neil Finn—stuff that I can sing along to—word for word. “On the other side of the world, strawberries are about to be…..picked.”

The Kitchen: My favorite time of the day is when I can go home, turn on the music, and cook dinner. Dancing, singing, cooking, smelling, tasting. It is a whole sensory experience. My music of choice here: Pink Martini. That is, unless I am cooking with my sister as I did this weekend. There can be no greater joy than rocking out with one’s sister to Madonna’s “Immaculate Collection” blaring from the radio while making “pecan-crusted pork with red onion marmalade and roasted sweet potatoes.” (so good by the way!)

Ladies with an attitude
Fellows that were in the mood
Don't just stand there, let's get to it
Strike a pose, there's nothing to it
Vogue, vogue

So the moral of this story is: good times = good tunes + good grooves.

I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor, and here's what it's for

Find a place where you can get your groove on.

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