It’s been a fine Easter weekend.
I’m sorry about Mr Weller with his top off. You don’t need to look, but have a listen.
Shoody doody doody do bop.
I don’t like Bob Dylan. I can’t stand the sound of his voice. Folk harmonica sets my teeth on edge. But I appreciate the brilliance of his songwriting when I hear cover versions of his songs that suit my ears better. And this is one of them.
This song has been popping in and out of my head recently. A friend professed her admiration for Agent Dale Cooper from Twin Peaks and immediately I agreed with the phrase “Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little boy like Coop”. And now Dusty’s completely stuck in my head.
I think the sunshine has put this in my head.
Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yay, bow wow yippee yo yippee yay!
Brilliant earworm from my childhood. Kids now have Bieber (&c). We had ANTMUSIC FOR ANTPEOPLE. No contest.
Yes, I know I sound like a gran.
Fat Luther, skinny Luther, any kinda Luther. <fans self>
Going to an Ivor Cutler play this week. I am sorely tempted to shout LOOK! A THISTLE!
Your Daily Earworm 