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Wednesday, February 14, 2007 After a morning of gray skies and drizzling rain, I stepped out of a café to find the overcast broken apart, revealing expanses of sky deeply, unbelievably blue, washed freshly clean. Hundreds of small puddles along sidewalks, cobblestone walks and street reflected it upward, producing a sensation of being in a world of painted a dark, shining azure, the color alive and changing as every step changed my perspective in relation to it all. At the gym this morning: the usual wacky collection of males pumping themselves up, the music -- this being a facility with a heavily gay clientele -- the normal wash of disco-flavored technopop. I like techno, but the more it slides toward disco, the more I feel something strangely like despair if I pay too much attention to it. For some reason, they've been playing a mix these last weeks that includes the song ‘Tainted Love,' so that every single time I drag my sorry, half-awake hinder in the door to do the exercise thing, it's just a matter of time before that ‘80's fave gets wheezing and honking yet again. It's a good song, but I've heard it so many hundreds of times over the years that I would be very grateful if someone would lay it to rest for a while. It would be such a charitable act. On the other hand, I woke up this morning to find the song ‘Karma Chameleon' cycling through my head over and over. Talk about producing a feeling of despair. The gym's blast of disco and ‘80's synth-pop washed it away, for which I'm sincerely grateful. It's a strange, inexplicable phenomenon, that of finding a song or part of a song trapped in my head. One day last week, gym management decided to devote my entire visit to ‘80's tunes, which sent me out into the street with ‘Let's Dance' playing in my teeny brain on an endless loop. Until another tune -- don't remember which, don't want to remember -- took over two or three hours later, monopolizing my gray matter until a visit to the movies that evening, when the song over the film's closing credits took hold. A decent tune I'd never heard before. Didn't mind hearing that one until I fell asleep. España, te quiero. rws 8:55 AM [+]
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