Turning in the Man Card

Monday, September 7, 2009
About eight years ago, I was in the Silver Smith casino in Wendover, and a song came on the overhead muzak that I totally dug. It was very slow with dense jazz chords and a female singer. I had heard it once or twice before but never knew who it was. Unfortunately over the din of the casino (slot machines actually dispensed coins back then!), I could not make out any lyrics, so I was unable to figure out what the song was.

I've thought about this song quite often over the last eight years, wondering if I would ever figure out what it was. I had plugged in a few phrases I thought I had thought were in the lyrics, but never had any luck finding it. I was doomed to be haunted for the rest of my life by it.

This evening I ended up at Lagoon, and was surprised to hear the song playing on their muzak! Thanks to the power of the iPhone and Shazam, I was able to find out what it was immediately! And you know what? I was so utterly humiliated by what it was that I could feel my testicles shriveling up into nothing. I now have to turn in my Man Card for even liking a song by this artist. It's so bad that I am refusing to admit what it was.


Brein said...

Please tell me I swear I won't tell a soul!

Janelle said...

Come on! You can't leave us hanging like that!