Don’t Need No Credit Card To Ride This Train
So I turn 40 in 500 days. (As of December 7, which, let’s pretend that is exactly when I’m posting this.) So here begins my countdown of my 500 favorite songs of all time. Not going to explain...
View ArticleSomewhere In Middle America (#499)
Here’s a weird thing: East Coaster that I am, I’ve never met anyone from Oklahoma. I’ve only known a couple people from Kansas and Missouri, none from the Dakotas, and I don’t think I know anybody...
View ArticleHe’s a Complicated Man (#498)
Yesterday I mentioned I know someone from Kansas. That would be my friend Adam, who moved into my high school for my senior year, established himself as one of the funniest people I ever met, then...
View ArticleSleight of My Hand is Now a Quick-Pull Trigger (#497)
This is one of the newest additions to my Top 500. And it comes today because it’s my mom’s birthday. See, I first heard this at a Starbucks a few months ago; I was waiting for my double tall white...
View ArticleI’m Not Looking For a Clearer Conscience (#496)
Sometimes a song doesn’t have a story to go with it. Sometimes it’s just a song I really like.
View ArticleI’m a Riddle So Strong (#495)
If I were writing this next Monday, when it’s (going to) pour all day, this would be more appropriate. It’s a great song for a rainy day: bitter, reflective, morbid. But I’m totally writing these one...
View ArticleIt Couldn’t Come At a Worse Time (#494)
I don’t know anything about Hugh Maclennan, the Canadian academic and novelist this song is dedicated to. I didn’t even know that much about him until I Wikipediaed him just now. But I kind of want to...
View ArticleI Keep My Visions To Myself (#492)
When I was in high school, every year the senior class had to trudge out to the football bleachers and pose for a class picture. You were allowed, encouraged even, to bring signs (yes, mine was an...
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