![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
Writer's Block: Kill the music
[Error: unknown template qotd]
"The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face" by Roberta Flack. Oh. My. GOD. Sloooooowly now - "..aaaaand laaast til the end of tiiiiime, my looooove".
My dad loved it and played it in the car when I was a kid. No wonder I had motion sickness. It's been re-recorded a bunch of times and they are all better than the original, but still whenever I hear it, I still hear in my head - "your face, Yoooouuuur faaaaace, YOOOOOOOOUUUUUR FAAAAAAAAAAACE"
I'd listen to it all day for - oh I don't know, how much do I owe on my credit card? $700 or thereabouts.
OK so I'm fickle. Yeah.
In your face.
"The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face" by Roberta Flack. Oh. My. GOD. Sloooooowly now - "..aaaaand laaast til the end of tiiiiime, my looooove".
My dad loved it and played it in the car when I was a kid. No wonder I had motion sickness. It's been re-recorded a bunch of times and they are all better than the original, but still whenever I hear it, I still hear in my head - "your face, Yoooouuuur faaaaace, YOOOOOOOOUUUUUR FAAAAAAAAAAACE"
I'd listen to it all day for - oh I don't know, how much do I owe on my credit card? $700 or thereabouts.
OK so I'm fickle. Yeah.
In your face.