Three Imaginary Girls

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So today's iPod Roulette spin will be a quickie as I'm about to join the 80 bajillion Californians in commuting a ridiculous distant to work (well, for me, to get some work done at Stanford University, a mere 80 miles – ah, the life of a American worker). That being said, ever have a crush on a song? Not the singer as such, but the song specifically? I totally have a crush on "His Indie World" by Boston's own former subway troubador, Mary Lou Lord. Not that she isn't cute, but really, I think it is specifically this song that I have the crush on. I don't think I really like a single other Mary Lou Lord song but every time I hear "His Indie World" my heart melts and I want to alternately float off on a cloud of cuteness as if being carried off by a parade of kittens or weep uncontrollably. The song is so sweet sounding, but really kind of bitter about her indie rock boyfriend. What's that line from That Dog? By definition a crush must hurt? Well, yeah, Mary Lou Lord gives me a bit of a twinge too, I think merely because it represents a bygone era for me in a bygone city when all I wanted was to date a musician and talk rock and roll. Man, I'd get back with "His Indie World" if given the chance, she's so cool.


{iPod Roulette is a daily feature from TIG writer Erik Gonzalez, where he highlights the first track his 11,400 track iPod picks for each day. Think of it as your imaginary daily affirmation. For past rounds of roulette, check the iPod Roulette archives.}