The past few days Billy Joel has been haunting me. It’s true.
Years ago, when I worked in the music section of Barnes & Noble, I bought my dad a 4 CD greatest hits Billy Joel package. I uploaded it to my iTunes last week. And since then Billy Joel everywhere: on the radio, some guy singing My Life on the elevator, Adam G called me (and Sarah) “an uptown girl in a downtown world”, last night at the bar all Billy Joel, today at the craft fair Piano Man on repeat, and right now New York State of Mind on Sex & The City.
I’m not complaining, I just think maybe I never noticed his omnipotence or something.
Whatever. This entry sucks so I’m just stopping. I have nothing to blog about today. Well that’s a lie – I have plenty to blog about – it’s just not weekend material. It’s Monday morning material.
PICTURE!
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worst.
post.
ever.
I concur.
Also, Jenny, check your email. Get back to me.
It’s a worldwide phenomenon – while travelling back from my brother’s yesterday “Uptown Girl” was on the radio.
I was in the middle of telling my other half how “Scenes from an Italian Restaurant” was a great track but nobody knew it when we got cut up by some idiot in a Volvo, and the moment was lost…