"Remember the times?" A Reminiscent Post.

So it's now Monday and I can officially feel as if I have a "bad case of the Mondays" without being completely ridiculous and irrevocably full of it. I'd still be kind of douchy if I reffered to my not wanting to go to work as a "case" of some fake corporately associated malady, but I digress.
I celebrated the fourth of July just as everyone does, with cheeseburgers, hot dogs, gatherings of people I don't know, and fireworks...never forget the fireworks. I actually went to the Capitol, though, instead of doing awesome kegstands with friends I won't remember, and got to see Jerry Lee Lewis, who prior to his performance, I didn't know was alive. Sorry. My mistake. Anyway, it was really nice and nostalgic of the good ol' 50s Americana, which I cannot relate to, but appreciate nontheless. Fireworks sprung around the awkwardly phallic Washington memorial as Jerry belted out Great Balls of Fire (WOW no pun intended....though it really should have been!). For an old man (it's ok to say old, right? I mean he's clearly senile. No need for the fake sympathy used when saying "older", right?) he really sang well. More than well. He sounded as young as ever. As young as when he married that poor fourteen year old and was never heard of again. Well, almost never...wink!
ANYWAY, my point is (you didn't think there was one, did you) after a traditional fourth celebration, a figurative revival of Jerry Lee Lewis, and one too many viewings of Labyrinth and The Little Mermaid (I don't know why I did it, I just did), I realized that discovering new and edgy means of media, whether it be movies, music, or books, is just not as good as reverting back to the tride and true bulge in David Bowie's leotard during "Dance, Magic, Dance". So all of this reminiscing and genuine enjoyment of the past took me down the path that lead to...The Fiona Apple. Now, I know what you're thinking. "Well, great. Another girl smitten by the angry musings of a seemingly disturbed and weirdly attractive, jaded twenty-something year old woman" but hear me out!! Do you remember "Criminal"? Well? If you don't remember, or if you don't know what I'm talking about, OR if you suddenly got really let down by my affiliation with the "angry girl music of the indie rock persuasion", I suggest you watch this and reconsider. The video is amazing. It may make you feel a little dirty...but that's all part of the charm. As it is with most things in life. And those are my thoughts thus far.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uTpvjNn2BUM