I will survive. Oh dear, we who remember the eighties know this as the song to dance to till we drop, especially after some son of a bitch has stood us up. I remember this song so very well. It was like a revengeful exciting dance reminiscent of some cannibal tribe licking their lips, about to put a human being into a cauldron of boiling water, so hot that it would steam up my specs in less than an instant. But then cannibals never have specs, at least they don't in cartoons. But it was the 80's and we were quite civilised. We didn't go around with spears to kill the object of our 5 minutes before affection. So we did the next less civilised thing... dance with the pole and to whatever male attention we got. Breakup time makes you do that. And it's the damn specs again, we wore contacts of course, but my vision wasn't as clear. Toric contact lenses weren't very well developed in the 80's. Perhaps that was the reason for picking up all the wrong men. Not that it's changed very much in 2009. I have good contacts now, but I've got hips, so I keep bumping into the wrong men anyway. I have no 'beware' sensors whatsoever. And since I'm heavier now well I probably cannot dance till I drop to I will survive. I do the next best thing though. I put on Demicoli's version of I Will Survive, sit on my computer chair making sure I'm in perfect physical equilibrium, make full use of Dolby and sing sing sing. Oh and I can really sing. And I know how to share, what's the use of having a damn good sound system if you don't treat the neighbours to it? Yet I play Demicoli ad nauseum, and it's not because some boy has left me for a blond this time. I don't know why really. I just know hat it makes me feel so powerful. I also will never tire of Demicoli's lyrics. They are Ssssppppllleeennnnddddiiiddd! I wonder how he can write like that. God it's so funny, so real, so slapstick, the nurse with the sexy outfit which should be passe` and yet isn't. Demicoli makes me do a lot of things. He makes me laugh, he makes me feel 15 again, he makes me feel powerful, he is better than any SSRI. And I'm thankful for him. And the first thing I will always suggest to any person who feels under the weather is... no, not therapy, but to go buy all Demicoli CD's. I think it would actually work out cheaper also. So...thanks Joe.
