people round here wear beaten-down eyes sunk in smoke-dried faces
Here was my first thought:
"Goll-lee! The internet finally came up with something fun!"
That was right after my brain comprehended the function of this site:
http://www.thisdayinmusic.com/member/birthdayno1.php
,which is to tell you what was the number one song on the day you were born.
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So I entered my birth date, clicked on America's chart, and:
"Eye of the Tiger - Survivor"
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The theme from fuckin Rocky! No wonder I'm such a fuck-up! It's written in the stars!
My last hope was to try the British charts. Surely the sophisticated tastes of the European market would pick something a little less whorish.
But:
"Come On Eileen - Dexy's Midnight Runners"
Damn my luck! Double cursed! Surely the stars were fiery with wrath when my wrinkly brow arrived already beaten onto this desolate rock, my ears already split with the waves of a million banal pop tunes!
DAMN MY LUCK! DOUBLE CURSED!
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At least I made out better than my siblings.
Alice got UB40 and Sam got Barbara fuckin Streisand! At least I have the fewest bruises in a family of rotten fruit.
"Goll-lee! The internet finally came up with something fun!"
That was right after my brain comprehended the function of this site:
http://www.thisdayinmusic.com/member/birthdayno1.php
,which is to tell you what was the number one song on the day you were born.
---
So I entered my birth date, clicked on America's chart, and:
"Eye of the Tiger - Survivor"
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The theme from fuckin Rocky! No wonder I'm such a fuck-up! It's written in the stars!
My last hope was to try the British charts. Surely the sophisticated tastes of the European market would pick something a little less whorish.
But:
"Come On Eileen - Dexy's Midnight Runners"
Damn my luck! Double cursed! Surely the stars were fiery with wrath when my wrinkly brow arrived already beaten onto this desolate rock, my ears already split with the waves of a million banal pop tunes!
DAMN MY LUCK! DOUBLE CURSED!
---
At least I made out better than my siblings.
Alice got UB40 and Sam got Barbara fuckin Streisand! At least I have the fewest bruises in a family of rotten fruit.