* niqui now knows that this is her jukebox run — because this is the first eminem that’s played all night, and she adores this song.
* twork bops in spirit
* twork throws on some beastie boys. why? because they’re droppin’ science!
* niqui sings along with the bit dissing moby even though she likes moby, ‘cos it’s funny
* twork sings along when 3rd bass disses on the beastie boys.
* twork would not be surprised if the beastie boys did as well
“without me,” eminem
“julia,” the beatles
“lost in a supermarket,” the clash
“my weakness,” moby
“marching bands of manhattan,” death cab for cutie
something or other (does it actually matter?), the white stripes
“when doves cry,” prince
“ashes to ashes,” david bowie
“the KKK took my baby away,” the ramones
“violently happy,” bjork
“get on the good foot,” james brown (with a hat tip to r., wherever he is these days)
“without love (there is nothing),” tom jones
something — beck, clearly, but, what? i must have played something randomly.
“wave of mutilation,” the pixies.
and you can tell that niqui’s run of the jukebox is done because the next song is, like, bon jovi or some such shit. i barely even tolerated this shit in the eighties. oh, christ, it’s def leppard, “pour some sugar on me.” time to go to sleep.
…
i just want to be me
when i can, i will;
try to understand that when i can, i will.