February 26

#MondayMorningMusic – You’re Nobody Til Somebody Loves You by Sam Butera and the Witnesses


Many moons ago I worked for an import music distributor – hands down my favorite job ever.

One afternoon, when both of my bosses were out, we received a call from Sam Butera, who proceeded to read me the riot act over what he believed were misshipped CDs. He was on tour, as I recall, and CDs were supposed to be shipped where he was playing and not his home.

In any case, he had it completely wrong, and I got bitched out over his mistake.

I still think it’s funny, and so today I leave you with You’re Nobody Til Somebody Loves You by Sam Butera and The Witnesses.

Happy Monday!

November 27

#MondayMorningMusic – All I Want for Christmas – Love Actually Version


We’ve been dealing with the cooties over two households since before Thanksgiving – this is the second time I’ve been sidelined by the stupid stomach bug going around.

In any case, since Thanksgiving is over, I thought I’d spend the rest of the Mondays in the year, sharing my favorite Christmas tunes.

The first is “All I Want for Christmas”. I’ve seen Love Actually a zillion times, it seems, and mo matter how many times I watch, though, I always cry during the Christmas concert scene. I. Cannot. Help. Myself. 🙂 – one of my favorite movies – so many wonderful actors and stories! I’ll definitely be watching it at least once before Christmas.

So to kick off the Christmas season, here’s the clip from Love Actually.

p.s. Would you believe I had no idea it was a Mariah Carey song?

July 17

#MondayMorningMusic – Queen – We Are the Champions

A Man and his Skull…
Sklmsta [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
I had a dream about Mike Rowe the other night. Wasn’t a sex dream (though I wouldn’t have complained about that), but rather a dream about acceptance. He was who he was (or, rather, how I imagine him to be, that is not exceedingly different from his public persona – witty, and charming, and the teeniest bit crass. The type of person who what you see is what you get.) As for me, I was my usual goofy, scatterbrained self, easily sidetracked down rabbit holes.

Anyway, in this dream Mike (why wouldn’t we be on a first name basis?) and I lived in an apartment building, but the apartments were more like upper-end-of-affordable hotel rooms, but much larger. Anyway, Mike and I hung out, flirting the way you do when you like someone but no haven’t admitted it to the other, and he ultimately asked me out on a date. (I *so* wouldn’t complain about this, either… Ha!)

For some inexplicable reason, he waited in his car while I went to go put shoes on. I went from adding shoes to changing clothes to looking for a restroom – which involved walking down a city street and finding a place marketed for mothers and their children, which led to playgrounds and an inability to find my way out – forgetting about poor Mike sitting in the car waiting for me. At some point, I checked my phone and he’d sent text after text of funny memes and jokes and the like, poking good-hearted fun at my squirrel chasing and encouraged me to meet him back at the apartments. I felt awful about forgetting him, but felt even worse when I looked down and realized I was wearing two different shoes (a Doc Marten on one foot and a Chuck Taylor on the other, for what that’s worth).

In the end, I raced back to the apartments to meet Mike. We hugged and went a bit curly (K.J. speak for getting cuddly) and just laughed and laughed and laughed.

When I woke up, feeling decided much more like myself, I realized two things – 1 – I should always fall asleep watching something Mike Rowe narrates (in this case, an episode of How the Universe Works) if it means I’ll have dreams about him, and 2 – this dream is a variation on a recent theme.

See, I got to watching the Pitch Perfect movies recently – I’d seen bits and pieces of the first, but had never gotten around to watching the whole thing. And I’d wanted to see the second, because of Flula Borg (I don’t watch his videos often, but when I do, they always crack me up, having grown up in Germany and all.) It was after seeing the Pitch Perfect 2, and through the snot tears and happy feels, that it reminded me of one of my favorite movies from back in the day, Revenge of the Nerds.­

Obviously, the two don’t have the same story line, but I love fun, clever movies where the underdogs come out on top after struggling against what seems like insurmountable odds.

The end of Revenge of the Nerds where Louis and Gilbert and the crew rock out at the talent show is one of my favorite movie scenes ever.

But it’s the song that plays after the Lambda Lambda Lambdas drop from their absolute high to the lowest of the low that always gets me. I always think of the movie when I hear the song, and I always think of the song when I watch the movie.

I’m including the final bit of the movie, so it’s a bit before the song comes in, but seriously… who doesn’t love We are the Champions by Queen?


February 15

Morning Music Memories – Wenn ich Wollte by @SELIGmusik

“Wenn ich Wollte” by Selig is a song I discovered the last time I went to Germany in 1994 -an elopement trip to marry Army man (a marriage that, thankfully, didn’t happen) which was a year after the death of the man I should have married (who was German and whose mom I got a chance to see while I was there).

I was in my room at the Gaesthaus with MTV playing in the background, when the video came on. I found the scandal over the naked musicians hilarious, especially in Germany where the naked body isn’t as big of a deal as it seems to be in the States.

Long story short, I tracked down the CD and schlepped it back home three weeks later after my relationship fell apart.

You can find Selig online at their website (it’s in German) and their Facebook page, if you’re interested in hearing more.