I'm using a tool called Radar at work. Which put music in my head (I told you, I think in quotes. Sound quotes are a feature of my snippety brain). So of course I had to download Golden Earring's "Radar Love" from the iTunes Music Store. And if I get tired of that (I can only take that guitar solo so many times), I can always switch to a long-time favorite staple from Underworld:
"Please ... report ... to the ... dance floor ...
Unknown, unseen, we live underneath the radar,
No sign on screen, we dance underneath the radar.
Between the walls, well, hey,
we're just too small to make a fuss about it.
Did something fall? Well, hey,
what is the point of losing sleep about it?
See ya later, see ya later,
Hip-a-now-now-now-now,
Hip-a-now-now-now-now,
See ya later ... call me!
We live underneath the radar
We dance underneath the bomb
When you live underneath the radar
There's no way that you're ever gonna get far ..."
Funny, actually. I love this album. It's from 1988, and Underworld still make music together, and I don't know anything else from them, just Underneath The Radar. And I do wear the grooves out on that one. And I love the cover image, Karl Hyde in cowboy hat and evil Terminator-style sunglasses. Always reminds me of Westworld - which I am sure is intended.
Ah, Radar. I simultaneously love and hate it!
Posted by: Buzz Andersen | Feb 12, 2004 at 10:24 PM
:-)
"We got a thing that's called Radar love" ... seems you got it too.
Posted by: Elke Sisco | Feb 12, 2004 at 10:45 PM