Good Morning, Wednesday

If I HAD To Be a Muse

Clearly, there's something about Pattie. Pattie Boyd and George Harrison

I’d want to be Pattie Boyd.  Sure, she’s British, and pretty, and used to be a model, but that’s not why I’d want to be Pattie Boyd.  Nope.  If I had to be a muse, I’d be Pattie Boyd because she inspired George Harrison to write Something for the Beatles, and Eric Clapton to write both Layla and Wonderful Tonight.  Sure, she cheated on George Harrison with his best friend, Eric Clapton when she was still married to the former Beatle.  And sure, she and Eric Clapton went on to have a rocky marriage, and she may or may not have become a drug addict/alcoholic. Whatever. Fine, she did that.  But, is there any finer instrumental closer in a Classic Rock song than the one that happens in Layla? I don’t think so.

Hey, They’re Playing Our Song

We have been playing “Alison” by Elvis Costello a lot in our apartment these days.  I’m not really quite sure why, other than the fact that we’re kinda lame, and Elvis Costello is kinda awesome.

For reasons that defy the actual lyrics of the song, both the Good Roomate and I are separately convinced that this song is about ourselves.  We’re both wrong.  It’s about a chick Elvis used to love who’s now in a loveless marriage.

Okay, or it’s about one of us.