...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Monday, February 14, 2011

yer singin' my song, mister

The song that came screaming out of the speakers of my car radio today as I left for work on this glorious Valentine's Day was this:

"Our Love's In Jeopardy" by Greg Kihn Band. Oh, Greg Kihn, I don't know how you did it. I don't know how you traveled to the future, then went back to the heady days of the 80s and penned this ode, but it's almost as though you formed the rhythm from the beating of my heart and penned the lyrics by taking the unspoken words in my brain and wove them in such a way you had no choice but to come up with this hit. I can't imagine a better, truly more ironic song to have started my Valentine's Day.

Except maybe this:

(special thanks to my pal TwoBusy for the following label...)



Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like blog posts with videos. Yours is the vidiest.

Monday, February 14, 2011 6:00:00 PM  
Blogger Sailor said...

hope it's not literal...

Monday, February 14, 2011 7:48:00 PM  
Blogger Chris said...

I hope I'm reading way too much into this. Hope you have a great night.

Monday, February 14, 2011 8:08:00 PM  
Blogger The Savage said...

Personally I refer Weird Al's "I Lost on Jeopardy" but hey, I'm a sentimental (emphasis on the mental part of that word) fool like that.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011 4:20:00 AM  
Blogger Bijoux said...

You know, you've been dropping subtle hints for a few months now. I'm worried! Is counseling a possibility?

Tuesday, February 15, 2011 6:12:00 AM  
Blogger Leandra said...

Uh....everything okay?

You know I'm here -- just a few keystrokes away -- if you need to vent. Seriously.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011 7:01:00 AM  
Blogger Cheryl said...

Irony is great when it's not happening in real life. Hope all's well or at least doesn't suck too much.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011 7:49:00 AM  
Blogger Craig said...

Yeah, what the others are saying. . . I'm really hoping that my 'metaphor-o-meter' is just way out of calibration, and I'm just reading this wrong. . .

Tuesday, February 15, 2011 8:05:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm with everyone else hoping it'st just a metaphor not a real love in Jeopardy thing. Hope everything's ok!

Tuesday, February 15, 2011 10:27:00 AM  
Blogger the weirdgirl said...

Whatever is going on in your life I hope you're OK!

Tuesday, February 15, 2011 8:31:00 PM  
Blogger 2amsomewhere said...

You forgot the what might be considered the third part of this song trilogy... "Reunited"


I love the visual with the drummer and his drumkit blowing about in the twister.


Thursday, February 17, 2011 6:57:00 AM  
Blogger TwoBusy said...

I'm sorry for the emotional Kihnetics involved here. And also for that pun. And the other pun.

(Word verification: fooke. Fooke indeed, fadkog. Fooke indeed.)

Saturday, February 19, 2011 5:43:00 AM  
Blogger thatgirlblogs said...

I'm fixing to blow your mind... he lives in my town!

Saturday, February 19, 2011 9:30:00 PM  
Blogger Bob said...

Following the comment of ThatGirlBlogs . .. I believe Greg is living in San Francisco. He still does gigs and hosts a program on a local radio station.

Sunday, February 20, 2011 2:37:00 PM  
Blogger San Diego Momma said...

Both those songs? Anthems of my adolescence.

Love them both.

Is that wrong?


I'm not ashamed.

Sunday, February 20, 2011 5:20:00 PM  
Anonymous Bejewell said...

Every time I hear that song I'm transported to the summer between 6th and 7th grades, riding my bike (NO HANDLEBARS) down the big hill to swim team practice and then WALKING said bike back UP the big hill to get home so I could eat as many Oreos and watch as many videos on MTV before my mom got home from work.

Ah, nostalgia. She runs deep.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011 9:40:00 PM  
Anonymous Pam said...

Add me to the list of those who worry about you.

Friday, February 25, 2011 12:10:00 AM  

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