Just a quick trip, won't take long -
Jun. 9th, 2006 08:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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"Hey, toots."
He's told me his name isn't Harvey. He's still a 6' foot rabbit. In a leisure suit, no less. Sitting in the passenger seat of my car when I got in this morning, I had to immediately reach for the tissues. Alavert only goes so far.
"Dude. I have to go to work."
He ignores me and leans the seat back, flipping a CD case between his fingers. "You remember![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
theferret talking about not knowing which songs would last yesterday? Go ahead, start the car. Don't want to be late, y'know."
*grumble* "What."
"Oh, don't be like that," he purrs. "You're going to hate yourself for a few seconds, but then you're going to remember how much you loved these songs - and it'll all be good."
"What."
He smirks and pops the CD into the player, twisting the volume. "You remember Seals & Crofts, don't you?"
Instantly, the leisure suit is gone. He's wearing unbleached muslin drawstring pants, sandals and a canvas tunic with a Nehru collar. Love beads. *cough* Patchouli. "Spare me. You love the stuff, and I know it."
Seals & Crofts - 'Hummingbird'
"You used to dance around the family room, and make yourself dizzy twirling towards the end. Used to be fun, toots."
I can't help it. He's right - and I'd forgotten how much I loved the key changes in the piece.
"Hey. This one was a class song from your high school, a couple of years before you graduated, right?"
Seals & Crofts - 'We May Never Pass This Way Again"
"Yeah." I'm smirking myself, now. 1975 or 76, I don't remember.
"As a group, they're good in small doses - but you keep forgetting how much you love the pieces."
I roll down the window to let out some of the smoke. I drive. "I could really feel sorry for people who have to pick Linkin Park songs for their class song, y'know."
"I know," he replies. "D'ya think someone picked that really great Aerosmith tune from Armageddon back in 1998?"
"I sure hope so. That would rock."
He hums a response while his clothes change to Old Navy cargo pants and t-shirt. "You need to go clean out your CD collection more often," he says. "You need to get comfortable with dancing in the living room again. It used to make you happy."
"I'm not happy now? Come on."
He looks at me out of the corner of his eye. "Point." Popping the CD out of the player, he digs around under the seat to find another one. "Hey. Want a giggle?"
"Sure. Hit me."
"You used to sing along in the car to this one, with the guys back the in the day."
London Wainwright, III - 'Dead Skunk'
"Dude, you're a third of the way there. You already stink."
Some people get muses. Me? I get 6' rabbits NOT named Harvey with whack taste in music.
"Hey, toots."
He's told me his name isn't Harvey. He's still a 6' foot rabbit. In a leisure suit, no less. Sitting in the passenger seat of my car when I got in this morning, I had to immediately reach for the tissues. Alavert only goes so far.
"Dude. I have to go to work."
He ignores me and leans the seat back, flipping a CD case between his fingers. "You remember
theferret talking about not knowing which songs would last yesterday? Go ahead, start the car. Don't want to be late, y'know."*grumble* "What."
"Oh, don't be like that," he purrs. "You're going to hate yourself for a few seconds, but then you're going to remember how much you loved these songs - and it'll all be good."
"What."
He smirks and pops the CD into the player, twisting the volume. "You remember Seals & Crofts, don't you?"
Instantly, the leisure suit is gone. He's wearing unbleached muslin drawstring pants, sandals and a canvas tunic with a Nehru collar. Love beads. *cough* Patchouli. "Spare me. You love the stuff, and I know it."
Seals & Crofts - 'Hummingbird'
"You used to dance around the family room, and make yourself dizzy twirling towards the end. Used to be fun, toots."
I can't help it. He's right - and I'd forgotten how much I loved the key changes in the piece.
"Hey. This one was a class song from your high school, a couple of years before you graduated, right?"
Seals & Crofts - 'We May Never Pass This Way Again"
"Yeah." I'm smirking myself, now. 1975 or 76, I don't remember.
"As a group, they're good in small doses - but you keep forgetting how much you love the pieces."
I roll down the window to let out some of the smoke. I drive. "I could really feel sorry for people who have to pick Linkin Park songs for their class song, y'know."
"I know," he replies. "D'ya think someone picked that really great Aerosmith tune from Armageddon back in 1998?"
"I sure hope so. That would rock."
He hums a response while his clothes change to Old Navy cargo pants and t-shirt. "You need to go clean out your CD collection more often," he says. "You need to get comfortable with dancing in the living room again. It used to make you happy."
"I'm not happy now? Come on."
He looks at me out of the corner of his eye. "Point." Popping the CD out of the player, he digs around under the seat to find another one. "Hey. Want a giggle?"
"Sure. Hit me."
"You used to sing along in the car to this one, with the guys back the in the day."
London Wainwright, III - 'Dead Skunk'
"Dude, you're a third of the way there. You already stink."
Some people get muses. Me? I get 6' rabbits NOT named Harvey with whack taste in music.
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Date: 2006-06-09 04:49 pm (UTC)Dead skunk in the middle of the road....
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Date: 2006-06-09 05:08 pm (UTC)whacked...
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Date: 2006-06-09 06:03 pm (UTC)Re: Seals & Crofts - I've got their "Greatest Hits" on vinyl. Unfortunately, they were using particularly craptastic, recycled vinyl at the time and it came from the store with skips in it. I took it back and replaced it and got ANOTHER copy that also ended up having skips in it(this time in different places.) I always had a soft spot for "Summer Breeze": reminds me of my teenage days delivering newspapers in the summer. I also have a soft spot for "We May Never Pass This Way Again": particularly the soaring instrumental in the bridge.
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Date: 2006-06-09 06:14 pm (UTC)Frank - no. He sneered at the "April" crack. I suspect he's Hawaiian, he certainly operates on Hawaiian time....