From the first binder, pictured are the CDs I listened to while I wrote on Tuesday.
Treat writing like a sporting event, like it’s Super Bowl XXXVIII and Beyoncé is ready to get the adrenaline going! This was part of some promotional packet for something, no idea what. I definitely was not at the Super Bowl, though it was played in Houston. This is the infamous Super Bowl where the country lost its damn mind about Janet Jackson’s wardrobe malfunction, because apparently a brief glimpse of a woman’s breast can trigger the apocalypse.
In order not to listen to only the Beach Boys all day (they are one of the bands I’ll get distracted by), I picked Pet Sounds from the 13 Beach Boys CDs in the binder.
Is this Erik Grant Bennett CD Tom’s? Did someone give it to us? Again, no idea. He’s from Georgia. We know people in Georgia.
As with the Beach Boys, in order not to lose myself in Beatles music, I chose this one of the seven in the binder: The Beatles: 1.
Big Head Todd and the Monsters: Another Mayberry. A band out of Colorado. Either belongs to Tom or was a gift.
What a fun finish for as much as I could write: Best of Bowie, a 2-CD set.
Brain was tired after a day’s writing and other stuff, and I needed to get in a groove: a drummer’s groove, because I’m introducing a new character. So I watched a documentary on Netflix called Count Me In, and now I remember why I always get crushes on drummers. Don’t tell the other guys in the band(s). This documentary also features rocking female drummers. Hope I remember all the inspiration when I pick back up in my chapter. I’d like to bring it to a close today.
Since you wrote all that, I guess you were successful at writing without getting “… we’re lost in music / we’re caught in a trap / no turning back / we’re lost in music …”
(I could never get The Beatles separated from concentrating on other words.)
I got some writing done today, but life got in the way, and I never even pulled a CD for it. Tomorrow is another day!
It was her NIPPLE… everyone knows nipples will cause the zombie apocalypse. Also noticed nip exposer Justin did not suffer the same backlash Janet and her nipple did
It was the most ridiculous brouhaha ever, wasn’t it? Blink and you missed it, but that didn’t stop people who didn’t see it, weren’t even watching the game or its halftime show, from becoming apoplectic and shrieking Think of the children! In far greater numbers than those who shriek at that decibel after school shootings.
Ohhhh, imagine the narrative if JJ had pointed a gun at JT instead… 🙄
Oddly enough children have nipples… the only thing good about the superbowl are the Budweiser commercials…