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Monday 16 August 6:17 p.m.
Dear Music,
I have a bone to pick with you. Could you stop being so frickin catchy? Seriously, you’re causing me embarrassing moments, which yes I could control myself, but sometimes it’s just too hard. Three incidents that have happened in the last week are all your fault.
Incident #1
I was driving along, quite happily having a neat little sing along to Richard Vission & Static Revenger’s ‘I Like That’, and the light turned red as I was coming up to the intersection of K’Rd and Ponsonby Rd – a busy intersection. I was having an awesome time singing along. It would’ve been embarrassing enough for me to just be singing and get caught - but no - not me. I had to pull up to the red light, window down just on the part of the song where she says ‘I love the money, money, I’m dripping dripping gold’ – and what do I do? I make a ‘making money’ gesture then a ‘dripping gold’ dance move whilst singing aloud – next to a VAN LOAD of people, who didn’t now whether to laugh or feel bad for me. Thank You Pop music THANK YOU SO MUCH.
Incident #2
My boyfriend decided he’d be a good boyfriend and come to the mall with me. Weirdly I noticed he had shuffled away from me in Lippy and stood outside – I thought maybe he just didn’t like shopping. Turns out, without even noticing, I’d started singing along to Jay Z’s ‘On to the Next one’. Thanks hip-hop. Dunno if you know, but a white girl rapping looking at dresses isn’t a sight that should be seen.
Incident #3
At the airport waiting to pick up some friends. Madonna’s ‘Vogue’ came on the radio – a song that should never be heard a) quietly or b) without the dance moves. I cranked up the volume and began voguing ‘COME ON VOOOGUE’ before my boyfriend pointed to the next car – who were pissing themselves laughing. Lucky for them they had a bit more to laugh, when ‘Footloose’ came on and I carried on - not caring. Once again a song that cannot remain quiet or without the dance move.
So thanks music. Thanks for these embarrassing moments. As I said, I could’ve just stopped but you just took hold of me and I had to belt it out. If in future you could somehow stop my ipod when the lights turn red or when a song I know comes on in a shop - that’d be really awesome.
Yours truly,
Sharyn.