Picked up Coral’s cold and feel yucky today.
Last night I was in a it of a mood and sick so I settled into my book. I drifted off to sleep around 12:30 midnight on the couch… which I do a lot but it always weirds me out. I came to around 3:30AM and shuffled off to bed, but could not sleep to save my life.
I had all these old 60s songs blasting through my head so loud, it was like I was listening with headphones on. I thought for sure listening to music would put me to sleep so back to the living room I went to listen to music.
That was a mistake, I ended up staying awake till 7AM and listened to hours of tunes.
I have said before, 60s music is all weird… and one of the stranger cuts to come up was 1967’s number 1, “Kind of a Drag” from Chicago rockers The Buckinghams.
Using that fine 60s cracker slang to describe how annoying it is when your “baby don’t love you anymore.”
That makes sense till he hits the chorus then dives into creeper stalkerism.
Get nostalgic and listen to this.
“I still love you… I’ll always love you…. ANYWAY!…ANYWAY!… kind of a drag.”
Alriught, I need to crush another Halls and get ready to squeak on the radio for four hours.
Go with yourself.
The Morning After 