‘member how I said that I’d legitimately never stood next to someone listening to music and recognized the band? That was less than a month ago.
Wednesday morning, I was on the green line on my way to work, and the air conditioning suddenly turned off despite the fact that the subway is UNDERGROUND in an entirely ENCLOSED SPACE that doesn’t get ANY NATURAL AIR. Without the whooshing from the vents, I was able to hear the music coming from the headphones of the guy in front of me. I listened in for a second and dismissed it as some hip-hop crap, but during the bridge, I realized that I not only knew but loved the song!
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I love Porno for Pyros.
I also love that it’s already cold enough in NYC for a camel-hair coat.
Pretty sure that’s the only Porno for Pyros song I know, but hey, I love Jane’s Addiction and Perry Farrell solo, so I don’t judge myself.
It’s cold enough in NYC for a camel-hair coat ALL. YEAR. ROUND. At least it was this year. And now you have a full five months of me complaining about the cold to look forward to.
I LOVE this song! I used to listen to that song over and over and over. And, I had planned to sing it at karaoke on your b-day, but completely forgot. Next time you have to remind me…
Now I’m one step closer to keeping the eight Beths who comment here straight. Nice!
As I was posting this, I thought about us hearing it at Mama’s and you knowing all of the words. You’re even more 90s than I am. A+.