I sing in the car. Constantly. It’s my verbal tic: if there’s a song on the radio and I know all the words…or some of the words…or the last word to every other line…then I am going to SANG. And I will sing anything — just today there was Lil’ Jon, Kesha, and The Cars. But my favorite favorite FAVORITE is 80’s music.
I am a child of my time.
And I like to rock, albeit in a low key, rhythmic, heavy on the synthesizer kind of way. There aren’t many songs that make me want to bang my head and sing with my whole mouth, rather than the small mouthed stone-faced way I do when I’m trying to convince the people in the cars around me that I’m having a conversation with someone over a Bluetooth that I don’t own.
Today, I figured out what my ultimate rock out song is, the one that makes me go balls out, the song that embarrasses my spouse and children.
That song is “Africa,” by Toto.
Listen to this song and tell me that by the time that chorus came around you weren’t blessing the rains down in Africa with your eyes closed and a full white man’s overbite. If you weren’t then I don’t know who you are anymore.
And here’s second place:
Feel free to share your rock-out ballads in the comments so that I can continue to kill it in my Highlander.