Sometimes It Feels Like Someone’s Stolen Your Record Collection
TUESDAY, AUGUST 17, 2004 10:20 PM
. . . and not in a bad way. I was lunching at the Wildflower Café on Sansome today and not paying any attention the music, just my mishmash of potatoes, rice, mushrooms, zucchini, egg salad, sauce, green bean, tofu, and sauces, and bam! the opening strains of Travis' "Sing." I immediately smiled and bopped along a bit and Mr. Sassy said "I thought recognized that note." So then what could the next song be? I'm not sure if I could have been as delighted if it had been any other artist besides Pete Yorn and his great "Life on a Chain." Being in a restaurant full of professionals, I mouthed along, trying not to sing louder than a whisper. By this point, we were basically done with our lunches and mine was swirling around skeptically in my tummy. As I drank my last sips of water to the close of the “LOAC.” I speculated what could possibly be next. Then came the horns and I barely contained my squeal as I realized it was Cake - "Short Skirt/Long Jacket." We really had to go, though I kind of wished I could hear the next song after that, but simultaneously surmised that I wouldn't be that lucky. And strangely enough, just as we were crossing the threshold and stepping outside, the song abruptly stopped, because, as Mr. Sassy put it, we were leaving.

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