Sunday, August 26, 2007

Choons


Last week I actually heard someone listening to Michael Bolton on the bus. What concerned me was not only that they were listening to Michael Bolton at 7:15am on a Tuesday morning, but the fact that they weren't trying to hide this fact from anyone.

Now, I admit I love the fact that most Scots are pleasant and good-natured and not in the practice of laughing out loud at others, but come the f*ck on. I glanced across the aisle looking for the perpetrator but could only see a selection of folk who could all easily have fit the description of 'Michael Bolton fan' (yeah I know, nice bus I get eh?). So I sat in silent amusement, slightly put out at being the only one not in on the joke.

It was a little like the morning I sat right next to a 'Europe' fan. WTF? Well... that particular morning I was well and truly swept into work on the wave of 'The Final Countdown''s tinny guitar solo, as heard out the wrong side of eighties-style orange foam headphones (the irony) all the way down the motorway.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well I hate to admit OUT LOUD but I love Michael Bolton! But at least I have the decency to sing it AT FULL NOISE only in the privacy of my home. "Baby, IIIII wanna be your Soul Provider, yeah"