Sunday, January 9, 2011

Melodic, Snowy Procrastination

The snow is coming down in a constant feathery drift outside, and I sit here in front of my blog, guiltily thinking "I have so many unposted but written blogs!  What is wrong with me?!"

The answer, of course, is that I am dreading Photoshop, because of the millions of pictures I have to edit.  Seriously.  I did some awesome cooking over the holidays, you guys--a beautiful recipe for mussels in a tomato-cream sauce is just begging to be posted.

But, until I can use tomorrow's snow day to properly waste my time, recipes will be up...later.

Still, I wanted to share something not entirely unamusing.

I was recently browsing through a lovely, warmhearted detox community of which I'm a member, and one of the journal entries was a question--what's your theme song?

Well!  I answered this question, after a lot of googling, and after deciding that I didn't have one.  However, I did realize that there are a few songs that will never, never, never grow old for me and most of which are so embarrassing that I have got to share them, because it makes me a wee bit happy to portray myself as somebody at whom people can laugh.  (With love!  Seriously.  With love.)

So.  What, exactly, are the songs that make my heart sing?

1.  "Venomous Poison" by Alice Cooper.

I offer no apologies.  But you should probably know that I first came across this song in high school, while I was irrevocably addicted to reading and writing Harry Potter fanfiction, and that someone had set this song to a video montage of Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape giving each other seriously dramatic, mournful looks, combined with a lot of sweeping out of the room with a lot of billowing cloak action.  So I cannot take this song seriously.  But it makes me giggle.

Also, I should not ever, ever venture into clubs that play this song.  I made the mistake of doing this in Britain, and the very tall, thin, and extremely spotty boy dancing with me did not deserve being faced with a dance partner who burst into laughter and nearly fell backwards into the cage dancers because this song came on.

2.  "Too Sexy For My Shirt" by Right Said Fred.

This, I feel compelled to admit, is also from my Harry Potter fangirl days.  I think it's from 2003.  Someone called Sherbet Lemon made a fanvideo of Kenneth Branagh prancing around to this song and I love it.  Yes, the clips repeat a lot, probably because of the repetitive lyrics, but the horrified expressions of disgust the boys wear in the middle of the video makes up for it.

I am never going to be too sexy for this song.  Or too dignified.  Not ever.

3.  "Taylor, The Latte Boy" sung by Kristin Chenoweth.

Or me, either in the shower or while dancing around the living room holding a Starbucks coffee cup.  Or not.  Or all the time.  All the time.  Except, naturally, in public.  I am so ashamed, you guys, but I sing this one more often than anything else.  And I grew up in a household flanked by opera, symphonies, ballet, and two professional classical musicians as my parents, and a few more as grandparents.

Taylor, the latte boy.  I love him, I love him, I love him.

4.  "Sweet Georgia Smile" by Johnny Rodgers.

Honestly, I think this is the sweetest song ever written.

'Cause I'll keep you smiling as time takes its toll,
Kissing your lips when they're tender and old;
And when day becomes night and the night becomes cold,
You'll never notice, 'cause I'll still be holding you...

I melt.  Every time.

5.  "Before He Cheats" by Carrie Underwood.

Yes, partly because I was dealing with aftermath of a cheating boyfriend when this one came out.  Mostly, though, it reminds me of an awesome opera singer who was being fitted for one of her costumes up in Chautauqua, NY, when her phone went off with this as her ringtone, and it was magical; all the girls felt magically bonded and magically happier.  Magically.  Without even one Louisville slugger.

6.  "Who Knew" by Pink.

Lost love and all that.  I know that this isn't what she originally wrote the song about, but I don't really care.  Music means so many different things to different people.  Although a couple of men have made the "U + Ur Hand" chorus ring loud and clear in my head on several occasions.  Loud and clear.

(Loudly and clearly, the grammatical bluestocking inside me insists.)

7.  "Toxic" by Britney Spears.

See, this was hugely popular my senior year of high school, right when my class was taking our IB exams.  We had to go off campus for these, because of an IB rule about everyone being required to sit two meters apart from everyone else, and no classrooms in our high school were big enough.  So we'd wait in the Wesleyan College parking lot, in the warm April sun, blasting "Toxic" from a friend's Jeep and dancing like crazy people right before going in to get our butts kicked by IB English for three hours.

And you know what?  It worked.

My pretty IB diploma is hanging over my fireplace in my room at home.  I actually think it means more to me than my undergraduate diploma.

Which songs make your heart sing?


Katie said...

I LOVE Taylor the Latte Boy!!

Also, you did IB? I did IB!! I wish we blasted Toxic... :P

EtoileVineta said...

You did IB, too? Awesome! So you understand what I mean when I say that diploma might possibly have been worth more than the undergraduate diploma, yes? THE EXTENDED ESSAY. The community service. The hundreds of projects. Oy.

(But it made high school worthwhile.) =)

Katie said...

Yeah, I am pretty proud of it... even though getting the diploma was a bit anticlimactic for me... I'm not sure why :P The extended essay was AWFUL. UGH. But I wouldn't change it if I had the chance :)

EtoileVineta said...

Neither would I. Although I would take my library books back earlier. I took out forty books for the Extended Essay and turned them in a month late. It was bad.

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