Why Do I Even Bother? You Hate It. I Know.

“Don't pull your love out on me, baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years.
Don't pull your love out on me, honey.
Take my heart, my soul, my money,
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears.”
-“Don’t Pull Your Love Out” by Hamilton, Joe Frank, and Reynolds

I’m sorry for the rash of song lyrics. I hope you like them. There is a little story behind each one. As for this one, the story goes like this…

I was on my way to work Monday morning and I was listening to 105.5 FM. They play a lot of what I like to call AM Gold, usually a good mix of pop songs from the late 60’s and early 70’s. This song came on the radio. I guess I wasn’t really listening to the disc jockey that much and I missed the name of the song and the artist(or artists in this case). I was really grooving to this jam by the second chorus. This really isn’t a hard song to learn. When the song was over, I was racking my brain to figure the enigma of this song. “Who wrote it? Who was performing it? What is that smell coming from Martek?” No wait…scratch that last question, not important.

When I got to work, I was really busy, as my partner in crime, Toad, was out on vacation and I had to pull his slack. I forgot about my quest. The next morning I remembered I had meant to find out about the song. So, off I went to my official music guru, J. Way. He named of a couple of names that it possibly could have been, like Seals and Croft or Emerson, Lake, and Palmer. After a little searching, we came across the name Hamilton, Joe Frank, and Reynolds. J. Way said, “That’s it!” And sure enough, we were rocking to “Don’t Pull Your Love Out” in a matter of seconds.

From there, we went on a tear listening to similar stuff from 60’s and 70’s sampling Bread, Orleans, Doobie Brothers, England Dan and John Ford Coley. and America. Good timing jams. Then, I remembered I was at work and more important, I had work that I needed to review. My train ride aboard the Groove Express on the tracks to Funkytown had been derailed. Bummer, dude!

This news is just in from across the pond. No, not the Island Pond. Zinedine Zidane will don a mask and become a luchadore on Lucha Libres. His finisher move will be the “Don’t Talk Smack About My Mama When You Are Not Looking-Head Butt”. Ba-Dum-Chhhhh! (snare and high-hat) Sorry, that's all I've got. Out.