I’ve written here before about my love for my IPod. Even though I’ve had problems, and it freezes up on me occasionally, I can’t imagine life without it. When I DID have to send it off to get repaired, I was so sad. Everytime I passed someone who was plugged into one I felt wistful and lacking. There’s just something awesome about having so much music at your fingertips, especially if you work out a lot, like me. And President Bush.
Yes, President Bush has an IPod, and one of his aides released to the media a few of the songs on it. He’s only got 250 (not that many, really) and they only told us a few of them, with the caveat that we not “psychoanalyze” his choices. Maybe this is a national security issue. Or maybe not. I mean, if I’m to be honest I have a lot of stuff on my IPod that some people might snicker at. Like my vast Barry Manilow collection. (Love him! LOVE him!) And all my silly pop songs that I run to (Kelly Clarkson, Xtina). And don’t even get me started on my country music. Two words for you: Rascal Flatts. I know. I know. All I’m saying is that I wouldn’t want my library released to the media. If you see me with my IPod, I just might be listening to Weezer’s “Beverly Hills,” the best new song I’ve heard lately. Or, it could be “Copacabana.” You just don’t ever know. And that, I think, is a great thing.
Speaking of music, wasn’t it wild to see Hall and Oates sitting in the audience on Idol last night? (For those of you not born or cognizant in the early 1980’s, they were huge. HUGE!) I mean, what were they supposed to say when the camera cut to them to ask their opinion of Scott’s version of their song? Of COURSE they’re going to nod and smile, they’re nice guys. Who are getting, in those split seconds, more media attention than they have in a decade. I say, good for them. Although those low notes were, as Randy would say, a little pitchy. And yes, Constantine was good. But his hair was a bit distracting, as was the bursting light. Somewhere, Freddie Mercury is sighing. Now, Freddie Mercury in the audience of Idol? Forget Bo and Constantine: THAT would rock. Oh, well. You can’t have everything.
have a good day, everyone!