"You're FAMOUS!"
That was my friend Jeff on IM yesterday morning.
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"Sending post-coital songs to Neil..."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Post-coital. His words."
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Let's backtrack.
On Sunday, my guy Neil Steinberg complained about the dearth of decent love songs over the past 15 years.
He asked readers: "Do they write good love songs anymore? And what might they be?"
Post-haste, I sent the following:
I'm Yours by Jason Mraz.
Cheers,
Heather S______
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It's a great song. Apparently Neil agreed. Sorta. In yesterday's column.
Heather S______ suggested 'I’m Yours' by Jason Mraz, a joyfully post-coital, reggae-syncopated song.
Joyfully post-coital? JOYFULLY? POST-COITAL?
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"Hey Mom, I'm in the Sun-Times today."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, just search for 'joyfully post-coital' and you'll find me."
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It's better than making the news for something illegal. And it is semi-poetic, I suppose.
Actually, I believe 'joyfully post-coital' was the phrase under my high school yearbook picture in 1984.
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Great. This is just great.
Thanks to Neil, I'm now the #2 Google hit for 'joyfully post-coital'.
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Jason Mraz's I'm Yours is joyful. Yes.
Post-coital? Hell, no.
It's romantic. It's about jumping into something with both feet and no regrets. It's about shedding your ego and starting fresh.
If you want post-coital, check out Smell Yo Dick by Riskay. It reeks of post-coital. And it's catchy. Certainly not one of the top 50 love songs from the past 15 years, but it has some seriously sticky staying power. So to speak.
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So any thoughts on great love songs from the past 15 (okay, maybe 20) years?
Here are some of my favorites:
Candy - Iggy Pop & Kate Pierson
To Make You Feel My Love - Garth Brooks
Rhythm of Your Shoes - O.A.R.
Skyway - The Replacements
I Don't Want to Miss a Thing - Aerosmith
Come Away With Me - Norah Jones
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I suppose the better question is: Do you and your favorite someone have a song?
We do. And it's not remotely post-coital.
Of course applying 'coital' to anything by Bob Dylan would be a bit of a stretch.
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I am listening to: You Belong to Me - Bob Dylan
I am reading: Nothing
And I am: Joyfully post...oh, whatever
5 months ago
5 comments:
Glad to be able to say that I knew Hedy prior to her becoming famous.
Congrats on your Neil debut, Girl!!
twirl
Being a single dog such as I am... I have to say there are a couple of songs I like to hear when I'm getting tight with my bitches.
Old Fashoined Love Song
- by Three Dog Night
Why Don't We Get Drunk and Screw
- Jimmy Buffett
"I really do appreciate the fact youre sittin here."
"Your voice sounds so wonderful
But yer face don't look too clear."
"So bar maid bring a pitcher, another round-o-brew."
"Honey, why dont we get drunk and screw."
I'll be out by the pool if any of my bitches call...
Grommie
You're now numbers 1 and 3 if you search "joyfully post coital" on Google. Just thought you should know.
As always, there's just so much to say, or not.
I thought at first Moe was writing what turned out to be Grommit's comment.
I then was fascinated that there was a search for joyfully post coital, much less than there being a ranking of said search.
Then, then, Fermi tells me that you've move from two, to one AND three. Just how does that happen?
Then there's the fact that you are writing groupie comments to Neil and he is responding. I know you have a thing for him. Jim, Grommit and I don't mind (Moe does); but, rubbing our nose in it sometimes gets to be a bit much. Me and Moe especially, Jim and Grommit have their conjugal benefits, as different as they might be.
Finally, the post subject reminded me of the perfect strip club set. For those of you who would never patronise such an establishment, a set is three songs. I've never been; but, I once had a conversation about the perfect three songs. As in all sets there has to be a progression. Up tempo, mid tempo and slow. The songs were:
Jackal: She Loves My $@^%
And two groups I don't remember:
Short @$^%$# Man
and
I Touch Myself.
That's about it. Did I error on the side of saying too much?
Dave! I love it when you say too much. And downright BRILLIANT inspiration for a blog post. I'm already conjuring up "The Perfect Set".
And your post marks the second time this week someone has reference "I Touch Myself" regarding the joyfully post-coital thing.
As for my groupie relationship with Neil - I discovered early on that he replies to EVERY email he gets, so I'm not so special after all. :)
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