To mark this unique holiday, and because I’m so soon to finally get back to Justine Grown Up (set in the Eighties), I’m changing my banner. Last year was the first time I heard about this holiday, which comes only a few days before International Left-Handed Awareness Day. Two years ago, you could’ve knocked me over with a feather if you’d told me I’d know about such a holiday, let alone remember the date. (Though I’ve always been really good about remembering dates anyway, one of the reasons why history was always my very best subject.)
It just goes to show that we shouldn’t say always or never. Make yourself a vessel and be open to all possibilities, and your intended fate will come to you. Just because my musical heart has always belonged to music of the Sixties and Seventies doesn’t mean I can’t add relatively more recent bands to my favorites list every so often. Variety is good and healthy. Just like a good writer shouldn’t always write in the exact same genre, or sub-genre.
Here are a couple of my favorite songs. You know you’ve arrived as a serious fan of a band or artist when most or all of your favorite songs are the album tracks, B-sides, and lesser-known songs instead of the really popular, overplayed songs everyone and their grandma has heard on the radio a million times. (The world does not need to hear “Hotel California,” “American Pie,” “Mrs. Robinson,” or “Pinball Wizard” for the one hundred trillionth time!)