Monday, February 07, 2005

Isn't it weird how you're cruising through life on a fairly even keel and then something comes along and shakes up the status quo and your life is forever altered?

For quite a while, I've felt that something was missing from my life, every so often, I get a flash that I'm forgetting something, but I've never been able to figure out what it was... I thought maybe I was in need of inspiration or religion, maybe I needed some kind of spiritual journey, some form of enlightenment.

Then, this weekend, amidst the chaos that is the sugar-fueled birthday party of a 6 year old boy, my trusty, mustachioed postal employee delivered a thin package containing a shiny, round slice of heaven.

I wish someone could please explain what I've been doing the last few without a copy of "Singles Going Steady" (UK edition with 8 bonus tracks) from the Buzzcocks on CD. I own it on vinyl and used to own it on cassette. I mean, the Buzzcocks are one of the best bands ever, where have I been? How did I survive this long without the infatuation angst of "Ever Fallen in Love?" or the angst-y angst of "Oh Shit" or the slutty bass from "Why Can't I Touch it"?

What a relief that all it took to find inner peace was the right cd - I can't help but wonder - if those cult people had used half.com, would they have been so eager to don Nikes and do poison Kool-Aid shots? Could music be the answer to all the questions of the universe? Could anyone really teach the world to sing in perfect harmony? And really, would we all be able to agree on one song? What if it was "Don't Worry, Be Happy?" That would suck