Thursday, 13 August 2009

You’re my pride and joy etcetera

My vanity has just reached a new a level.
I am currently obsessed with a song with my name as its title.
All right, so the spelling isn't exact but the pronunciation is spot on. I love Americans simply for this reason alone.

But do I like it because it features my name or is this simply a nice coincidence? I'm not sure.
It is a great song. That cannot be denied.
It's the kinda sweet, romantic pop that always makes you smile.
And listening to the 7" single that my mum bought when she was younger than I am now is amazing.
She loved the song back then, completely oblivious to the fact that 20-odd years later she would give her daughter the exact same name as the heroine being serenaded.
(I should add I was not named after this song. This reference only became aparent years later.)

This song makes me feel like a child again.
And reminds me of long car journeys spend singing along to old records my mum would play, as opposed to the usual nursery rhymes most toddlers got subjected to.
It's easy to forget how massively my childhood was influenced and effected by music.

I think if anyone ever sang this song to me I would probably die.
But I'd die a happy girl.

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