Another week has whistled past. Again, I’m not entirely sure where it went. I didn’t run. I didn’t read. I did listen to music though. I’m listening to music right now - Carly Simon is singing about “coming around again” - she must have seen me running around in circles and thought “I’ve got a song about that for him”.
We did the pub quiz this week on our own. It was all quite dispiriting really - we didn’t think we had done that badly, but got beaten by a team that scored a third more points than us. While being really quite annoyed for a few seconds I started wondering if any of them got out much (they didn’t look like they did), but then realised I don’t get out much either - so kept my mouth shut. I shrugged at my other half and said something to the effect of “oh well… it was a night out”.
We also went to the cinema and watched Brad Pitt’s F1 movie. It was entertaining in it’s own way - but if you paused for more than a few seconds to think about any of it, the entire house of cards didn’t so much fall down, as beg to be set fire to. Without ruining the story too much if you’ve not seen it, the entire premise for the plucky upstart team’s antics in the first two thirds of the movie would have resulted in them being banned, fined, and ejected from every race they attempted to manipulate.
Oh well.
The Doobie Brothers are telling me to listen to the music now.
As part of getting an iPhone, Apple have offered me three months of Apple Music for free. That I’m sitting here listening to Spotify instead of Apple Music probably tells you everything you need to know about that. I’m not sure what turned me against it so quickly.
I’m dithering about buying some AirPods, or an Apple Watch. They are both expensive. I’m not sure I would really get much benefit from them either. I made the mistake of trying out my other half’s work headphones (AirPod Pros) - and they kind of ruined me. My current earbuds are some no-name tinny rubbish ones from Amazon, because I presumed I would lose them. I haven’t lost them yet. Yet.
The Beach Boys are singing God Only Knows now. Love this record.
Back in the day I was a huge fan of Wilson Phillips - the 90s girl band that Brian Wilson’s daughters sang in. I had several of their albums, and a poster on my wall.
It’s funny - as soon as I say “Wilson sisters”, I also think of Heart. Probably my favourite band of the last few years. Their live cover of Elton’s “Mona Lisa’s and Mad Hatters” is wonderful. I remember the first time I listened to Madman Across the Water - while commuting to and from London - the words really hit home.
The line about the workaholics not knowing if it’s light or dark outside.
Anyway.
It’s getting late. I should go crash into bed and sleep. I’ll try to write a little more often this month. I enjoy writing, but struggle to find anything to share at the moment. Maybe I’ll start keeping notes of idiotic thoughts or moments. Starters for ten.