|The Gotye guy|
I hate it when I really like a song and somebody swoons and says, sigh, "that's my song," and I'm, like, FECK, you mean to say it already belongs to somebody else? I just heard it! I just fell in love with it! How could anyone else possibly own it in such a short time?
I want my own song. Is that too much to ask? *sulking, here*
These very thoughts, these very petulant thoughts, were running through my noodle last night as I took a pre-dinner stroll on the treadmill. (How chaste am I - not only did I do a half hour on the exercise bike in the morning, I also did a half hour on the old mill before din-din. Yes, like Ahnold, I AM AN ATHLETE. Yeah. Right. More like a fat middle-aged woman trying to reclaim a semblance of fitness before she falls face first in a pot of cheesecake and drowns in her own own lactose.)
The song that's been running through my head, rather like a treadmill now that I think of it, is Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye. I hadn't even heard the song until American Idol last week when it was sung as a duet by Elise and the guy with two first names, Phil-Phillips. I loved the song so much that I went immediately to iTunes and bought it – this is remarkable only because it was the first song I had ever bought from iTunes. I didn't even have an account until that moment.
So, yeah, I was loving it fierce.
I wouldn't say it is "my" song but it does apply to a lot of stuff in my life. I was thinking, as I was treadmilling, about doing a picture blog with photos from my life that apply to lyrics in the song. But, feck, that sounded like way too much work. Besides, what's the point? Recriminations are pointless. Move on, I say. Get on with life – it's too effing short to waste on the festering toxicity of resentment.
Speaking of OWN, Oprah Winfrey is in Toronto today. That's just a couple hours down the road from my home sweet home where I'm waiting with bated breath for Mizz Oprah to show up on my doorstep and surprise me. She always does that, right? Shows up and surprises people? I figure since I blogged about her when she retired from her last show that she's got a firecracker up her butt to meet me in person.
|Photo, Toronto Star|
She'll be here any minute now. Any minute.
Did I know there was a Canadian version of Somebody That I Used to Know? NO!!!! Not till Jeannie and Tim (see their comments, below) told me about them.
Guess what? The version from Walk Off The Earth is fantastic! So, here – The Canuck cover. Enjoy!!!