Down with the flu and a slight fever.
Now I’m usually all for torrential rain and cloudy days, but these daily visits from Senor El Nino’s evil half are starting to get a little tiring.
This week’s been non-stop work at home, so that’s no help either. I just really need a good rest under covers with a nice hot cup of tea with lemon and honey by my side. And I should stay away from books, for the time being.
For my music antidote, I’m going back to the basics, putting on the good stuff that never gets old:
Couldn’t find a video that didn’t have cheesy images, so this will have to do.
Some bands, no matter how far back it was when their music peaked, you’ll never be embarrassed to admit you were once a fan.
(Confession - I still get girly-excited and holler along at the top of my lungs when BSB comes on. I draw the line at Boyzone though.)
For now though…Dishwalla it is, along with whatever was cool then and semi-obsolete now. (Read: Better Than Ezra, Matchbox Twenty (pre-Rob Thomas going solo era), Jewel (girl-with-guitar era), Aqualung, The Cranberries, Goo Goo Dolls, Foo Fighters, Lene Marlin, Travis, The Corrs, Third Eye Blind, etc)
I miss the late 90s, when I didn’t know any better but had the sense to discern what was crap, and what wasn’t. My tweenie years had meaning.
And I suspect from that last sentence that the pills are now doing the talking.
Enough said here.
Addendum:
I haven’t been reading the news like you wouldn’t believe. The term ‘ignorance’ is an understatement.
