The Letter:
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane
I ain’t got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I’m a-goin’ home
'Cause my baby just sent me an email
I can’t remember the last time I had an actual “ticket” for a flight.
“Gimme an e-ticket receipt for an aeroplane.”
What’s a train?
+1(212)736-5000
*Here’s a quarter, call someone who cares. *
“You spin me right round, baby right round, like an iPod baby, right round, round, round…”
Huh?
What did you do with your old iPod Touch?
I see you’ve sent my letters back
And my LP records, and they’re all scratched…
So now that song by the Police becomes what?
Don’t know what a slide rule is for.
–“Wonderful World,” Sam Cooke. Now it’s true of just about everybody.
I see you’ve blocked me on Facebook
And cracked the touch screen of my Nook
I have noticed the covers of “Truck Driving Man” (an early example of the “trucker” country sub-genre, originally recorded in 1954) seem be be responding to inflation, with the line “I put a nickel in the jukebox/ and play that truck drivin’ man” progressing to a quarter during the 70’s and 80’s to now recent versions being up to a dollar.
Of course there’s the whole metaphysical implications of the narrator somehow playing the song on the jukebox while he’s in the process of recording it, but that’s another topic…
From Harry Chapin’s “Taxi”:
*She said, “We must ger together,”
Bit I knew it’d never be arranged,
Then she handed me her debit card for a two-fifty fare
And said, “Sorry–I’ve got no change.”
Well, another man might have been angry
Another might drink too much gin,
But another man never would have let her go,
The terminal asked for her PIN.*
iPods don’t spin. Except for the iPod Classic, and nobody but me owns one of those. Because I [del]need 80 Gb of music[/del] wish I bought a bigger one.
“Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth…
and then says you can’t smoke here.”
“Put another nickel in,
In the Nickelodeon.”
Is now:
“Download in HD for $9.99.”
For that matter, how many people still understand the significance of the name of the band that sung that?
(Your version would be sung by the Proof-of-Purchase Seals…)
“YouTube Killed the Video Star?”
That song, and the one that was going through my mind yesterday - “Sylvia’s Mother” - were songs that almost prompted me to start a thread just like this one.
For those unfamiliar with “Sylvia’s Mother”, it involves a phone call to the title character with the line "and the operator says ’ forty cents more for the next three minutes’ ".
Naah, as recently as that Gotye song, people are still talking about records. Mostly hipsters, granted, but it’s hardly obsolete yet.
I write “I’m Sorry” but my letter keeps coming back
She wrote upon it:
Your message did not reach some or all of the intended recipients.
The following recipient(s) could not be reached:
MYBABY@HOTMAIL.COM on 7/11/2012 2:04 AM
The e-mail account does not exist at the organization this message was sent to.
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