This morning, Mrs. Rhymer & I were driving my nieces to the mall when Melissa Etheridge’s I’m the Only One started playing. We immediately shushed the girls, as there is a rule in the Rhymer household: Unless the statement begins with “I have just been bitten by a cobra!” NO ONE is allowed to talk while that song is playing (except to sing along) in recognition of its rockingness. The fact that Mrs. R had this opinion before I met her is one of the many reasons I love her so.
But that’s just us. What songs do you demand silence for?
I don’t think I currently have this rule, but I recall an incident when I was a teenager when my brother and I suspended a fight we were having in order to give our full appreciation to the rockingness of Dokken’s In My Dreams.
For a while for me it was “White Horse and a Cherry Tree” by K.T. Tunstall. If it comes on now, it’s still “SHHH!” but only because it’s played so rarely anymore.
Marvin Gaye’s Let’s Get It On, which has made me stop dead in my tracks on a busy NYC sidewalk because it was playing on a street vendor’s radio. One of the best-sung records on the planet.
I have no idea what that song means, but damned if it doesn’t sound awesome. Also, K.T. Tunstall haunts my dreams. I’m happily married, but she is quite easy on the eyes.
Anyway, “Rock Around the Clock” must never be interrupted. I have it on tape somewhere, but hearing it unexpectedly on an oldies station is just sublime.
ETA: By the way, it’s “Black Horse and a Cherry Tree”
Yes, it’s “Black Horse and a Cherry Tree,” ya goof.
I love that song! It was one I played in the car while on my way to a class a couple years ago, to get me pumped up.
Right now, it would be “All Summer Long” by Kid Rock. I have to turn it up and sing along.