This is my attempt at bringing back the blog for like the fifth time. It's not that the owl and I aren't friends it is that we have lives and talk on the phone and play on facebook and get distracted by record stores and get distracted by snow cones and get distracted by sewing projects and then suddenly we realize that neither of us has blogged in months.
That being said I don't really know why I felt I needed to justify the long break seeing as, at this point, the blog has all of two readers both of whom we know personally.
Between this blog and my personal blog I just can't seem to blog in the summer. Why you may ask? I'll tell you why. Summertime means the sun shines until late at night. It means you can drive around with the windows down (or in my case you have to drive around with the windows down since you don't have AC) and listen to the best of the best summer music. It means going to the beach for bonfires and smores if you are in California and it means the delicious treat of snow cones if you are in St. Louis. Summertime automatically makes me forget my age and forget my shoes and remember why I love skirts but most of all summertime makes me remember my deep, unending love of The Beatles and The Beach Boys.
I know you know it, I know you've already thought it to yourself, if you haven't than maybe we can't be friends but The Beatles and The Beach Boys may be the greatest bands of all time. Now, don't start hating because the list of bands in the number two place is varied and long but the truth is there are few who compare can compare to the brilliance of Sgt. Peppers, Pet Sounds, Rubber Soul, Magical Mystery Tour, Endless Summer, and so on and so forth. Maybe you are thinking to yourself that these bands are over rated and if you are then you have probably only been exposed to these bands through the radio which does not do them justice. The happy strands of "Love Me Do" or "Wouldn't it Be Nice" are just good pop if you haven't heard the beauty of one of the albums.
So, if you have never in your life bought a Beatles or Beach Boys album go out and buy a real, honest to God album - not a compilation, not an anthology, but an album and pop it into your car radio (whether through an ipod, cd player, tape deck, 8 track...), roll down the windows, and go buy yourself a snow cone or frozen banana and sit in your car and just listen.
Was this too preachy? Probably. But I figure I will balance out the preachy with the most adorable youtube video ever created just to balance things out.
And now I am going to dance around my house to Rubber Soul,
the snail
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