My Guy
It was springtime and love was in the air. As Lucinda basked in the sun (and her boyfriend’s love), she couldn’t help but to burst out singing the old Mary Wells song,”My Guy.”
Julian’s New Music Genre
Close to finishing his doctorate in musicology, Julian decided something new was needed for his thesis. He decided to create a whole new genre of music; R&B, Jazz, Rock, Pop, Punk, Grunge, Hip Hop, Narcocorrido, Disco, whiny Emo, and other styles being old stuff. He was going to launch “Stink” and create a black and white fashion industry to go along with it. The new color was colorless (white) or all colors at the same time (black) . . .
A Rose by Any Other Name
Wanting to be more than just another pretty face, Rose Pinque (yes, her actual name) wasn’t sure what to call herself; it seemed like all the rose or pink names had been used to a fare-thee-well, and somehow Elvis or The Boss just didn’t seem right. And anyway, she sang the blues . . .
“I Fought the Law . . .”
As Dan cheated the law of gravity (and death) he couldn’t help but hum a few bars of his favorite song, “I fought the law and I won . . .”
You Are the Wind
Gonzalo, bald from his twenties, finally gave in to his wife and tried the black toupee. He thought it looked fake, it was hard to keep straight, and he couldn’t help but think of the Bette Midler song, “You are the wind beneath my wig” when the darn thing came loose on the edges while flying . . .
The Hills Are Alive
Every morning, as the herd climbed up the slope to the grassy hillside to feed, Eunice (middle, skylined) would burst out with at best a fair version of “The hills are alive . . .” even though everyone was sick to death of that song, sung by anyone. Why couldn’t she change up to “Do You Know The Way To San Jose?,” “Satisfaction,” “Light My Fire”, “I’ve Got You Babe”, “Viva Las Vegas”, or even “I Was Born This Way”, or “The Hokey Pokey”–anything but “The Hills Are Alive . . .?”