So I haven’t written anything for six months and now I come back on for, what, five lines, simply to urge you to listen to a song by the Siddeleys.
Yep.
Because I’m not certain that this – their version of Edison Lighthouse’s Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes – isn’t the best, most feelgood song ever recorded, you know, certainly now that we can;t listen to the Mamas and the Papas ‘Make Your Own Kind of Music’ with such carefree lightheartedness again…
So do yourself a favour, crank up the old speakers/headphones to 11 and dance round your bedroom/living room* (depending on age and accommodation arrangements) until your feet are sore.
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Kaleida Jim // October 5, 2009 at 11:16 am |
I suppose it’s quite jolly… Little Florence is sitting in her high-chair eating Farley’s rusks and dancing along to it right now – maybe that’s the best endorsement you can have.
Saw “The Invention of Lying” last night and it contains what must be the most overused feelgood song in films: Mr Blue Sky.