I Go To Extremes

A song I'd pretty much forgotten existed. A compliment, compared with the the album's awful, earwormy first single that I only wish I could strike from memory. Ah, Billy Joel. His songwriting really does go to extremes. Quel human.

Artist: Billy Joel
Year: 1989 - album/1990 - single
Rating: Lukewarm

I'm Free (Heaven Helps the Man), Redux

Been in my head for an hour, with no signs of abating. Last in my head on May 19, 2011.

Artist: Kenny Loggins
Year: 1984
Rating: Lukewarm

You Never Can Tell

Woke up with this tune in my head after a late night out at a club, surrounded by twenty-somethings dancing to trap and bass music. It was a friend's bachelor party. I stood there in the club, sipping my Dickel rye, oldly.

It was a teenage wedding/and the old folks wished them well...
"C'est la vie", say the old folks/it goes to show you never can tell

The unconscious brain is really amazing. This is one of those songs that I didn't even realize I had stored in there. It's not like, say, Carry On Wayward Son, a song I am all too palpably aware of knowing. But somehow, my background neurons were connecting weddings, youngsters, and my growing sense of feeling over the hill.

Artist: Chuck Berry
Year: 1964
Rating: Warm