Let me begin by saying:
Me thinks me loves me the 2012 Ford Focus.*
It’s a nice ride and the technology inside is pretty cool. That having been said, courtesy of the new technology, I’ve been able to jump around on my iPod a helluva lot easier. This lead me to a discovery I wasn’t ready for.
Ever since John Cusack highlighted my lovelorn condition in High Fidelity, I’ve wondered what the alpha song was that triggered it. There had to be a source, and I believed I may have found it.
For those unfamiliar with the quote, here it is (don’t say I never do anything nice):
What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
Drum roll please. The answer should have been obvious all along. Maybe it’s the desert heat I’m currently in, or the new car smell of the rental…
Introducing the potential birth of the bane of my pitiful existence…
Doing It All For My Baby by Huey Lewis and The News:
*Notice I couldn’t say “I love” even in regard to an inanimate object… Wait, is a car really an inanimate object?
Preach it my brother.