Listening to my iPod today for the first time in ages. Proud to save I haven't skipped past a single song because they've all rocked, every one of them has been a nice surprise, a window on a happy memory, a path down a lovely escape route. With decent headphones, everything is amplified.
The song that got me hardest today was Fall Out Boy's "Dance, Dance." I've listened to that song hundreds of times since first catching FOB fever (OK, Pete Wentz fever followed by Patrick Stump fever) three years ago, but I guess my car speakers are way worse than I thought because this was the first time I really, truly heard the song, and damn it's great.
The talented and adorable Patrick Stump was lustfully chatting all those sweet nothings in my ear and I couldn't concentrate on my editing for a minute. Praise that rock 'n roll music!
I have shows to report on and other goodness to share, but all of that will have to wait until another day, this afternoon is all about sharing the Fall Out Boy love. The guys got a bum rap, being cast into that guilty pleasure pit, and are now scampering off to do other projects, conquer the world in new ways, but the young, adorable, full-of-bravado versions I was first introduced to will always hold a special place in my heart.
I don't see how anyone can watch this video and not fall for Pete or Patrick or Joe or Andy (or all of them) just a little bit. I also don't see how you can sit calmly in your seat when this song comes on, it's called "Dance, Dance" for a reason.
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