Have you ever had a moment when some imaginary Brain Turntable spontaneously flicks on and a song begins playing? It’s like your brain is providing the soundtrack to your daily goings-on, except instead of a carefully-researched song chosen to perfectly complement the moment, it’s a random neural firing that makes no real sense at the time.
Here’s mine for today.
“Summer of ’69” / Bryan Adams (1984)
the sloppy copy 