So on the commute home tonight, I was browsing through my iPod while sitting in traffic, and I was browsing by album, which I almost never do. Then I came across this little gem that was tucked way back in the back of the "guilty pleasures" section of my music. Although, I don't know if it really counts as a guilty pleasure, since I did not know it was there, and don't have any other ELO hits.
But what in the world was the world thinking? Could there be a bigger waste of film and or audio track than this rubbish? Yet, I recall, and readily admit, I liked the film and the music when it came out. It was so futuristic. I mean, this magical place that existed with VERY advanced architecture, it could only happen in a world where Olivia Newton John is the angel to save love.
So as I drove home, I listened to the whole song. This is very important to note, since the iPod makes it insanely easy to push through the tripe that sometimes exists in one's music library. I consciously didn't hit "forward". Even better, as I noticed, was people's reaction to my loud music from the late 70s. Particularly the glares from two hand-in-hand parking lot goers as I made my way through a short-cut past Farmington City Hall made me believe that I was on to something: Find the most ridiculous song and play it loud with the windows down in a crowded place and see what kind of looks you get.
That's Xanadu.
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