Twice last week, I was in a bit of a grump and a Neil Diamond song came on; Cracklin' Rosie and Sweet Caroline. Classics.
A few years ago someone told me, "it's hard to be unhappy when you're singing at the top of your lungs." Who ever that was, is a genius.
Puttering down Regional Road 25 hollering "Cracklin Rosie git on board/We're gonna blah blah blah blah/stay for a while/make the world smile/Cracklin Rosie you're a store bought woman/you make this guitar feel like hummin'/Say it now! Say it now! My baby blah blah blah words words words." I think because I don't totally know the words, it also made me laugh a little. Plus I got busted singing a few times but I just smile and danced in my seat.
Sweet Caroline is another story. I could recite those words backwords if I wanted and I even do hand motions too. I put on a good traffic jam show really. Sometimes I mix it up with steering wheel drum solos, but most often I play the gear shift guitar.
I highly recommend Essential Neil Diamond if you're new to the joys of the greatest singer-song writer of bubble-gum love songs ever.
Monday, February 26, 2007
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4 comments:
Hmmm,
Jeff in a bit of a grump? I never would have guessed it would ever have happened. Never ever ever. Never never.
Ever never.
Never.
Are we going to turn this into Saving Crowder, and if so, would you be jack black, jason biggs, or the other guy?
Whenever I hear "Sweet Caroline" I cringe, an unfortunate experience with my drunken sister, a bar, my body parts and the "bown, bown, bown" (you explain to me how to spell that sound phonetically, beats me).
*cringe*
YH: Saving Silverman is a great movie. I'd prefer to be Jack Black's character as the other guy turns gay in the end. Pardon the pun.
Jaime: I thought it was "Ba-Ba-Bah"
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