I love today's song, although, until yesterday, I could not tell you who sang it, nor what it was called.
It's a song that I've been dancing along to since the mid-nineties, and like many mid-nineties songs, it would have been playing at the pub in London and I wouldn't be able to tell you the band.
The song's been stuck in my head many times over the years. The chorus gets you. The riff gets under your skin. It's bouncy and danceable. It's a song called Flagpole Sitta. Who knew?
It's ever so nineties.
And Harvey Danger is a one hit wonder.
And what is a Flagpole Sitter? I mean, sitting on a pole for hours, if not days at a time used to be a test of endurance. Now, do we even notice flagpoles, unless the flags are at half-mast. Sitting on a flagpole all seems a bit pointless.
But the other day, while wandering through the aisles of Coles, where the best music plays most of the time, this came on, and I got out my phone and tapped on the Shazam icon, because I really had no idea about it.
Thank goodness for Shazam. It's informed me the names of songs, like UB40's Food for Thought song (I always thought the lyrics started out as "I'm a Primadonna" not "Ivory Madonna". Classic mondegreen. And I still have a dream of finding somebody to dance with me to this song. LOVE IT).
An American band out of Seattle. Born in the birthplace of Grunge, but the band isn't grungy. The song isn't grungy either - it's more rock/pop.
But it is SOOOOOOO GOOD.
I think this might have to make my road trip play list.
Road trip, you ask.
Stay tuned for more information coming soon. The car was booked today. Just looking for accommodation and all will be well. Love me a road trip. As long as there is a car stereo. And somebody who don't mind me singing along, riding shotgun - or doing half the driving.
In the meantime, I give you Harvey Danger with their wonderful song, Flagpole Sitta.
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