3.13.2008

happy. birthday.

3.13.08
3:13 pm
Say what you will about Paul McCartney beating up his wife (quite frankly I think she only has herself to blame; I mean, name one super-mega-star that doesn't have something fundamental wrong with them (Michael Jackson much?).  Success of that magnitude should be a clear warning sign, like a rattlesnake's rattle or an angry, screaming spider waving a gun) but "Happy Birthday" is just an hilarious, uplifting song.
The frantic, insistent yelling of "we would like you to dance", the children singing "birthday", the infectious guitar riffs and the heightened celebratory mood brought about by a multiple Birthday.
This song serves as aural Prozac.
In fact, if you hear this song and depression persists, you may just want to kill yourself because you're bumming everyone out. 
Thanks for that.
Asshole.

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