In the morning we have Radio 2 on our FM radio in the bedroom [see above image] and 6 Music in the kitchen on our Digital Radio.
As I walk in and out of each room — making tea; cereal; pack lunch etc. — I hear snippets of songs and links from each respective DJ.
Chris Evans is effervescent, but sometimes painfully so. It forces me to get out of bed and leave the room so that I can listen to Shaun Keaveny have a mental breakdown. I’m enamoured by his arbitrary soundbites and sprinklings of impersonation — Paul McCartney / Britney Spears / Terry Wogan.
This morning, Radio 2 were sticking to their remit of playing a hefty quota of derivative pop. Today it was a track that I enjoyed when I was fourteen — Are You Gonna be my Girl? by Jet.
Then a little bit later on, on 6 Music, as I was wrestling my Bible to the ground, hoping for the semblance of a QT, I heard Lust for Life by Mr Pop.
It wasn’t until I was walking back from town after getting some morning conveniences that I found myself singing both songs… at the same time.
Here’s how it went:
So one, two, three, take my hand and come with me
Because you look so fine
That I really wanna make you mine.
Here comes Johnny Yen again
With the liquor and drugs and the flesh machine
More guitars and drums
Big black boots,
Long brown hair,
She’s so sweet
With her get back stare.
I got a lust for life, got a lust for life
Oh, a lust for life, oh, a lust for life
A lust for life, I got a lust for life
I got a lust for life
[Repeat to fade]
Just a little window into my head when there are songs stuck in it.