I need some sentimental hygiene

Warren of 32 years ago, when he was 40, gets me now.

And do my job, whatever.



Every day I get up in the morning and go to work
And do my job whatever
I need some
Sentimental hygiene

Everybody's at war these days
Let's have a mini-surrender
I need some
Sentimental hygiene

Everybody's had to hurt about it
No one wants to go without it
It's so hard to find it
Sentimental hygiene

Every night I come home exhausted
From trying to get along
I need some
Sentimental hygiene

Everybody's joining up to fight
For the right to be wrong
I need some
Sentimental hygiene

Some nights I drive my car
Up and down the boulevard
It's so hard to find it
Sentimental hygiene

I don't wanna rule the world, just wanna run my life

Was ctrl-c ctrl-v pasting a lot of stuff today so decided I needed to hear this.

Actually, was command-c -ing on the Macbook. But that works just as well for me, too.

Everything's gonna come around

Reading the coverage of a special visit this week is nudging little connections that might not be there otherwise. Maybe there's hope for this ol' world to get its act together, at least if this guy thinks there's some.

So the message here hit me.



Or it's that having to work doggedly at the computer lately seems to flow when accompanied by then-there-were-three Genesis.

I dunno, I think this one from 1983 has a feel of both the old, theatrical, Gabriel Genesis and the impending "Invisible Touch-ah!" Genesis. Weird oogly synths and Phil's falsetto.

Did I just connect the Pope and Genesis? Sure.

Today's Shuffle: See our marvellous leaders quiver

What if we joined together and said we'd had enough with all the bullshit? We need a union against those trying to divide us in the socio-political realm, not just/solely employment.


If we spent the energy absorbing ludicrous sideshows on perceiving and acting against the insidious ways these circus acts divide us.

Also, I'm sick of working to work.




To put it more hopefully, it's the other side of the "Imagine" coin.

I guess it's just what I must do

Nearly blind and mush-brained from all-day data project, I suddenly realize this is the greatest song ever.



What else to expect from the Brits who proclaimed they regarded "compositions as an extension of logic, inspiration and luck?"

I'm not a fugitive on the run

This PE track played on the 'pod as I ran three blocks in a minute to make it to join a phone meeting at work.

The irony was palpable with each step. At least it was ironic to me as I struggled to reach the cell that's not of my choosing to be on time for a meeting (a meeting! Already it's hopeless.) that I didn't want to attend nor that I truly care about.

It's not really a raw deal, but, man, what are we doing when we're not running toward something we chose without restriction or requirement?

Public Enemy - Black Steel In The Hour Of Chaos (1988) from Golden Era Videos on Vimeo.

Won't do no good thinking, you got to do it

You can have the machine-gunned "Simply Irresistible." I'll take this 1975 funky exhortation to not be afraid, to just do things, today and forever, off of an album I'm sticking in the repeat zone (and one that features what's probably my favorite reggae track ever).



I've always thought Robert Palmer was an underrated chameleon; about once a year I wonder what more he would have given us if he'd lived on.