Tuesday, 27 October 2009
My Ears Were Not Made For This, an addendum...
I had completely forgotten about this, but was reminded by Mr Fishwife yesterday: if you listen very carefully to Let's Get It On by Marvin Gaye, as it's starting fading out and he's crooning seductive words of LERVE to his lucky laydeee, there is DEFINITELY the sound of one of those parpy parpy clown bicycle horns. Seriously. Every time I hear it I imagine he's suggestively honking the horn on his Grifter as he parks it behind the garage and starts taking his cycle clips off. Thank you, Mr F, for actually making me laugh out loud.
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I can't BELIEVE it. Really. It's not possible! ("Look into your heart, Luke and you will see that it is true, I AM your father") or whatever the line is...will be listening again to check this out. It must have been a deliberate in-joke about having the horn. Interested to see that you're reading Miss JB again. I LOVE that book, did a GCSE essay on it (Miss JB and Miss Haversham, compare and contrast). Also adored The Driver's Seat, so bloody strange.
You mean you and Mr. Fishwife don't ever get the bicycle horn?
You're missing out, girl.
Cass, Rol - seriously, the "horn" thing hadn't occurred to me. I was actually imagining him doing a Sid James boob-squeezing gesture. Now feel oddly naive.
There's a lot of pop music around at the moment which sounds like it has sirens in the background so I am continually looking for ambulances and police cars in my rear view mirror. Most annoying.
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Hey there, have the bicycle horns induced a come of silence? Where have you been? Seriously, I hope you're all right, missed the witty bits and rants dose. :-)
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