Audio snapshot
I have always, since I was at school, hated Sunday nights. I know I’m not alone in this. But I actually liked school, and it’s not like I’m a poorly paid ditch digger these days. I should have always looked forward to Monday mornings.
Alas, alas. Chris Evans got it right in naming his new show - the follow up to TFI Friday - OFI Sunday.
In an effort to squeeze as much irresponsible fun out of the weekend, I have been downloading a few mp3s tonight. The sad thing is, I already own a lot of these on CD. I’m just too lazy to rip the CDs into mp3s. (Then again, everyone’s time is worth money, and mine is not cheap enough for me to spend it on tedious tasks which are so easily done faster and more efficiently.)
You may or may not read anything about my current state of mind into these choices:
Number One, Goldfrapp
Nightswimming, REM (sigh…)
Born Slippy, Underworld
Hurt, Johnny Cash
Going Underground, The Jam
Cool, Gwen Stefani
West End Girls, Pet Shop Boys
Whatever (Live, Acoustic), Oasis
One More Time, Daft Punk
Yep, I’m fourteen.