The title of this post is the title of a Bobby Darin Song. Coincidence? Perhaps not.
No, since returning home, I have spent an inordinate amount of time today doing "important" things on my computer. As an excuse to let pandora play long and loud-- on my big band/jazz/blues station. Note to all unknowing Americans-- Pandora is a blessing for your land alone. No other members of the human race have the access to music that you have.
A note about this kind of music. It makes me want to be like this:
A little bit of a fantasy? Perhaps.
I have always wanted to dance-- and maybe my listening to music first recorded in the first half od this century is not the best way to cure this silly romantic notion that I have. Waltzing across an empty stage in a gorgeous blue dress to some of the greatest music ever produced by humanity. Silly.
What can I say? It's gotten under my skin. :)
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