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Friday, May 26, 2006

Love To Love You, Baby

Isn't it amazing how one interprets things so differently with the benefit of age and/or hindsight?

Driving to work this morning, stuck in traffic and listening to my new, second-hand, two euro, garage sale cassette tape of Donna Summer moaning and sighing through 'Love To Love You, Baby' , I couldn't help but titter as I remembered frequently hearing that same song on the radio when I was about twelve years old.

At the time, I liked the music but thought the lyrics boring, and wondered why the poor lady was moaning so much. Perhaps she had a sore tummy, or had been forced to do yucky homework. Maybe her little brother was being a real pain, like mine...

Those very same sighs and moans resonate quite differently with me today!


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