For a while there I didn’t think it was gonna happen, but on the way home from work tonight I turned off my iPod (16GB Touch – holla at the kid) and there it was. At first I thought it might be tinnitus, A7X albums should come with a warning – oh wait, they do. Next I thought I was zoning on the fumes from my screen wash. Then came the realisation – it was back, the music was back.
I haven’t experienced the music since July of last year, so this was much more of a gap than the intermittent Nige induced Whigfield blips. Oh yes, many were the days where the following monologue was conducted in my head: “Oh no…what’s happening…DEE DEE NA NA NA…Noooooooooooooooooooo!” I hate that fucking song Nige!
Stella had her groove, Austin Powers had his mojo, I have the music. What can I say, I’m a whiteboy with base.