Being 39, I am now old enough to buy compilations without shame.
In fact, I sort of revel in it. I know that IPods are way cooler, but they seem so
SOLITARY.
Which is funny for a New Englander to say, I know.
Last year, my sister bought me an '80's compilation for my bd. It has some classics - Tainted Love, Sweet Dreams, Obsession - it's only flaw is not including WHAM! which I'm sure has more to do with crazy license laws and George Michael's suits against his former label.
The first song on the cd has become a HUGE favorite with Evie. Seeing the reaction Evie got when singing it, Juliette of course glommed on and took over. I've made the non-singing lyrics smaller and the conversation normal size so you can appreciate my pain at being kicked out of the party.
Me-purple
Juliette & Evie-green
Juliette-Pink
Evie-Blue
Video Killed The Radio Star -
The Buggles
I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
Screaming as though having a tooth pulled -!!!!!No!! Momma You CAN'T SING!!!!!
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.
Oh-a oh - (breaking into hysterical laughter)
Why can't I sing?
They took the credit for your second symphony.
Rewritten by machine and new technology,
-!!!!!No!! Momma You CAN'T !!!!!
and now I understand the problems you can see.
Oh-a oh
I met your children (whispering)
Oh-a oh
What did you tell them?
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Pictures came and broke your heart.
Oh-a-a-a oh - more laughter
And now we meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.
Oh-a oh
You were the first one.
Oh-a oh
You were the last one. (whispered, of course)
No!!! Video Rock Star is OUR song!
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car,
we can't rewind we've gone to far
Play it again!
No, Evie, it isn't over yet!
Oh-a-aho oh,
Oh-a-aho oh
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car,
we can't rewind we've gone to far.
Pictures came and broke your heart,
put the blame on VTR.
You are a radio star.
You are a radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star. ...
(You are a radio star.........)
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Clearly I am NOT! Nor will I be invited to join in on the encore.
Think about this before you introduce small children to "your" music.
Maybe I'm glad after all that George Michael is so litigious, I would hate to lose either version of Freedom.
