What was I thinking…
A common enough refrain in most people’s lives, yes? As in, “what was I thinking when I decided to listen to all my cds, on at a time, and write about each one?” or “alexandrine couplets? What was I thinking?” or “renting Kazaam, dear god what possessed me?” This phrase is triggered by something beyond regret, a sense of bafflement, as though you cannot recognize the person that would make such a choice. So, couplets:
112) Beta Band: Heroes to Zeros
Do I really own ev’ry CD by this band?
Apparently so, but this last one’s pretty bland.
113) Omar: Best by far
The lyrics are just to keep the ass in motion,
and “Be Thankful” is there to rub it with lotion:
114) Scissor Sisters: Scissor Sisters
Elton John never moved me, but this CD’s great,
queer snot-nosed ass-shakin’, though the ballads do grate.
Ok, enough of that. Next: A brief fairy tale inspired by each CD. Or maybe one big fairy tale inspired by several…