For those of who saw me dancing on my birthday (just in case it is continuing to go unnoticed) you will know the Jagger song is in my head and wont get out.
But here is where I continue to pick on the song. Guess I am not fond of them capitalising on an icon. So whats with this take me by the tongue verse? How exactly do you do this? And if those are truly the words than my thought that the next line was kiss me on junk wouldnt have been too far off. And I think really? You take a musical talent in verse add a catchy dance beat and some Christina overtop... and still half the kids listening dont know who it is....
Today I thought I would assist and look for my fave pic of Mick. Well it is not really of him. It is his wrist. And it is more like a car wreck than appealing. I beleive the story is that in the midst of an Annie Leibovitz shoot he put his hand through a window. He cut his wrist open good. No luck finding her pic on the net. A Warhol pic of the sutures was out there but not what I was looking for.
So I gave up and went for a run.
Two nights running in the neighborhood behind the hotel. Flat. Some personal bests on distance. And no music.
Now at dinner... The Rolling Stones comes on. I know the song. All the words. It was released when I was in grade 3 or 4. There is a line about bring a case of wine that I thought was - if your rib cage is wide. I knew about ribs at that age not wine...
Anyways that is what prompted my revisiting Mr Levine.
Still in training. Not sure for what these days. But tracking my COVID quarantine.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Jagger revisited
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