Your Blogmeister’s Desk
Gathered some grub from the grocery store this afternoon.
This song, though the slow version of it, the radio edit, was playing on the store’s PA.
You know, I’m so old that I remember that when you heard this version of this song, almost all asses got on the dance floor.
And now? Its derivative is being used for grocery store music, and Daft Punk is being used for talk radio bumpers.
It’s the cosmos’ way of telling me that I’m not as young as I used to be.