I am woman
Posted by Five-Centres on 25 September 2008 - 2:54pm.
I'm not actually, but I do like that song. It's Helen Reddy's finest hour. Unfortunately, however, my neighbour saw me singing it in the garden and gave me a look that said 'I've got your number'. I've only ever seen him twice in five years, so I don't really care, but I was slightly embarrassed to be caught out, as it just had to be something like that and not something a bit more rugged like Highway To Hell.
When has your music choice let you down?
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When? Early September, 1992
More specifically: Circa 4 PM on a Saturday.
Where: Crossroad junction on the A11 in Leytonstone, East London.
On the stereo: Kate Bush's Wuthering Heights.
In cheery falsetto: Me.
Things I gradually became aware of in the car next to me: Four stereotypical Essex lads with mouths flapping open in total astonishment.
The car window: Down.
This occasion is also noteworthy for being the longest time ever for a traffic light to change colour.
Do you mean Playing the Kitchen Brush Guitar
to Live and Dangerous as your dad comes in and leaves almost straight way shaking his head......Do you mean like that, and everytime you see a picture of Phil Lynott you get a slight shiver even 25 odd years later......Is that what you're getting at????
Com Ca..?
Sorry but...
...Angie Baby is Helen Reddys finest hour - a psycho bird traps a stalker bloke in her radio.
Genius.
I've been whistling the Sugarbabes
today in the office. Really it 'cos of discovering the Saw Doctors version of About You Now. Would have been too difficult to explain who the Saw Doctors are so have pleaded guilty to liking the Sugarbabes version (which is true anyway).
How would it have been too difficult to explain
the good Old Sawdoctors. And just so that you know I went out with a Presentation Boarder. (Although the song may not have been about me).
did you drive around in a Red Cortina though?
I'm from the same-ish neck of the woods as ver Doctors and whilst my interest in them waned after the first two albums, i still have to reverentially stop and listen anytime anything from them comes on over the airwaves.
there was a lot more to them than folked up punked up smalltown shouty singing.
oh well - any excuse...
Largely due to the fact
that the office is in England and my colleagues are not big on non chart music meant that I would have given up some 5 minutes in before the job was done.
Mixed up muddled up shook up world
"You Make Me Feel (Like a Natural Woman)" just beckons you into singing along, doesn't it?
That was me!
Driving in London pre-congestion charge when the traffic didn't flow as freely as it does now, I had all the windows down and it was too late before I realised why everyone was looking at me curiously.
Advice from a friend of mine
Try not to be singing 'Beautiful Stranger' in the Gents when a rugby player comes in for a leak. I'm just saying.
A friend of mine....
... told me a tragic story of his past which relates to this subject.
When he was at school, people used to take it in turns to tape bits of the top 40 from radio one and play it on the bus's tape player as they were driven in of a morning. One weekend it was his turn and he duly recorded some stuff. Unfortunately Monday morning came and as he left the house he picked up the wrong tape.
Picture the scene; a bus full of classmates, a schoolboy who everyone knows has provided the music that's playing. What is blasting out? A tape he recorded of himself singing "I Know Him So Well" by Elaine Paige and Barbara Dickson.
When he told me this story he was laughing about it. I feel that this shows great strength of character on his part which I genuinely don't possess.
When will I see you again?
This is sort of in reverse, but led to the embarrassment being all mine. As a callow youth I held down a holiday job in a hotel as hall porter and general factotum. I remember being dead impressed by over-hearing the new manager softly singing the lines heading this piece, assuming, as you would, that he was singing the throwaway line from "A Man Needs a Maid" from Harvest, then just out. So, eager to show my hip young gunslinger muso mode, I asked if he liked Neil Young.
Of course, silly me, it was the 3 Degrees he was singing......
In the privacy of my own home
I have been the dancing queen and hankered for a man after midnight. Thankfully such feelings have not yet been expressed in public. Well, until now that is.