Music, Er, Tuesday

Yes, well, having been in Arizona and totally missing Monday, I am doing the music thing for Tuesday. Because it's my blog, so there! And I'm tired and I had to spend seven hours in the car with my mother today. So I deserve some slacking off! Actually I think I deserve some sort of medal for not strangling her, but that's an entirely different story altogether.

I have mentioned before my love of all things Danny Elfman and Oingo Boingo. I think it is because I am a Southern Californian, and their annual Halloween concerts were crazy fun with a capital K. Yeah, remember, the mother in the car thing, ok? Slack, I get some slack. The energy at their concerts was out of this world, and I have seen them in concert probably about ten times.

Anyway, I love Danny Elfman in a way that is pure and true, not a jump his bones type of way. Sort of like I should erect some sort of shrine to him in my entryway and burn candles there, along with placing small tokens of my affection. Baked goods of some sort, perhaps.

Ahhh, can you tell I haven't had enough sleep for four nights?

I thought I would share with you the song that gave my blog its name. I love this song with my entire being, and all of the words resonate with me, especially when I am depressed. This song sounds a bit different than the studio version, but it is still awesome nonetheless.

And I would like to say that it was my bra you see being thrown onto the stage at about 4:50. But it isn't. Because even though I heart Danny, I really really need the support more.

Comments

Heidi said…
Hey, I know that song, and I like it. I didn't know Oingo Boingo did it. Yea, a new song to download to my MP3.
7:39 AM
maddie said…
i bet we were at those very same concerts...at the irvine amphithearter, right? :) i love, love, love oingo boingo and danny, too. i remember going camping one weekend and my oingo boingo tape got stuck in the tape deck and that was all we could listen to the whole weekend. i don't know how much everyone else enjoyed it, but i sure did!!
8:32 AM
... Paige said…
Slack? I know what it would be like with my mother...

You my dear deserve a medal!
10:06 AM
captain corky said…
You can always lean on me for support, Gina. You know that, right? ;) Get some rest for yourself.
12:34 PM
Ginger said…
Just stopping by to say hello!
2:08 PM
dr sardonicus said…
What I've heard of Oingo Boingo I like; just haven't heard all that much of their stuff.
2:56 PM
dgm said…
Oh, Oingo Boingo and Danny Elfman! I saw them a few times in college--quintessentially SoCal, fer sure, but classically college music as well.
Love them.
5:36 PM
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