Hey, it was my birthday a couple of days ago, and now I see that it was apparently David Roberts' birthday yesterday. It's a bit funny, isn't it, how we tend to think a shared or close birth date might partly account for why we like someone? Feels like a hangover from astrology even though it overall has much less hold on the public imagination than it did (say) 40 years ago.*
Speaking of people getting older, Youtube yesterday popped up this new Dial-a-Song from They Might be Giants: two guys who are my age - late 50's - who just keep pumping out songs which are witty, dark, eccentric and upbeat - all at the same time, in most cases:
[Look, I know there is a case to be made that their sound and song construction hasn't changed much since 1986 - but for me it's a case of "if I liked it then, why wouldn't I like it now?"]
* Checking who else is born on my day: Harry Connick Jr, TV vet Chris Brown - check, check - both nice enough guys. Moby - don't know enough about him. Oh wait: Bashar al-Assad. Hmm...
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my birthday next week!😊
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