tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934321506981803994.post7683252487471327481..comments2024-03-16T09:14:27.749-06:00Comments on Confessions of a Middle-Aged Adolescent: The Path Less Listened ToStephen Fitzpatrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06377636491269666540noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934321506981803994.post-80047325403984409392009-05-06T14:26:00.000-06:002009-05-06T14:26:00.000-06:00Dude - you play me like a fiddle. Of course I lov...Dude - you play me like a fiddle. Of course I love this. How can you not like lampooning the dance scene with great lyrics in a dance melody?<br /><br />"I used to think the music was sweet<br />it was just 'cause the drugs matched the beat"<br /><br />To be fair, we should note that that works both ways - the skids in lumber jackets and leather (like me) also liked it when the tunes matched the drugs..Hello..is there anybody in there...rufus.baseballhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09698213125194515926noreply@blogger.com