Vegas Lounge: The Blog

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Yes, I can hear that. I have abnormally acute hearing– no kidding. You know when you have the picture part of the TV off, but technically it’s still on? I can hear the TV running. You know those ultra-sonic mole traps– you drive a stake into your lawn and it emits a high-pitched squeal that only moles and pests can hear? Yeah, I can hear that too. Powerlines? No problem. “Invisible gates”? Yep. Essentially anything that’s electronic that hits the correct frequency, I can hear. And it drives me freakin’ NUTS.

In non-meme news,expect a website update VEEEERY soon…

Confession time: I have multiple Neil Diamond songs on my iTunes. My favorite without a doubt is Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show.

(I’m a Southerner for Christ’s sake. Yes, I have gone to tent revivals. No, I have never spoken in tongues, unless Latin counts. Yaaay rigid Catholicism!)

Weirdly I feel less Joisey Goil now having confessed that. Notwithstanding the fact that a guy tried to pick me up in a bar by asking me if I liked Neil Diamond. That was kinda epic. Oh YEAH, baby, Holly Holy gets my loins a-burning.

Caveat: I actually do have Holly Holy on my iTunes favorite list.

Extra Caveat: It does not actually get my loins a-burnin’. You have to break out Chris Isaak’s Wicked Game for that.

Extra-Extra Caveat: I you ever want to get a girl in the mood, break out Wicked Game. I haven’t met a girl– gay or straight– alive  yet who’s disagreed. It is, by far the sexiest song ever recorded.

There is no reason fr this post other than “I was listening to music me like music yaaaay music.”

I hope say the same thing too. A life without music is a life not worth living.