Fun, Fun, Think About Fun

You know what consistently makes for good fun? See how long you can say everything in a Bob Dylan voice. Calling your significant other and asking about dinner plans? “Hunnn..EEE, let’s go OUT to EAT toNIGHT.” It’s awesome. I usually last through half of my getting ready for bed routine (“Wh-ERE is the tuh-OOTH paaaste???”) before collapsing in a pile of giggles. It’s so effective that the person you are Bob Dylan-ing to, no matter how grumpy that you won’t be serious and make a real decision about what time to set the alarm, will crack at least half a smile. True success. Which is why I really like this:


What’s also fun is when you latch onto an artist (not new but new to you) and fall for their every song. Even more fun when, on top of a cat-lapping-milk voice slightly reminiscent of a less twangy Loretta Lynn, you layer winged eyeliner and a 70s pinup look. Lana Del Rey could sing “Friday” and make it sound profound, like the fake Bob Dylan guy does, which is good because occasionally some of her more colloquial lyrics drift into the shallow end. Lyrics aside, I’m challenged to pick a favorite song from what she offers. If you like her too, get gleeful, because the remixes are already pouring in and there are surely more to come.




The Threat of the Weekend

You know what the excitement of an impending Friday plus a little Woodchuck Hard Cider (it’s delicious) will do to you?  I suppose it depends on your life circumstances, but it just might compel you to go through your Shazam tag list on your iPhone, download a bunch of random songs, and then actually take iTunes’ genius recommendations very, very seriously.

And then you may even be suckered into buying songs like this because you remember your dad mention in passing that he liked Conway Twitty:


Should you find yourself in a similar situation, please remember the stack of unread and dust-blanketed books languishing next to your bed and step away from the electronic devices. Very, very slowly.