Songs I Love in 88 Words or Less: "Someone's Looking At You"

“Someone’s Looking At You,” The Boomtown Rats

With less than 2 hours to fulfill my New Year’s promise to write 2 of these entries a month, I’m down to the wire… Luckily, this isn’t the only time Jayne Mansfield makes an appearance on ssspunerisms!

No one stares like New Yorkers riding the subway do! From that flabby man who leered directly at the bosom of  a young woman whose shirt was missing a button in an unfortunate location to the bitchy ladies who size each other up, lingering on each other’s weak points (smug smiles should they spot a doughy lump, a cankle, thighs with no space in between)…this one’s for you--thanks for making the rest of us feel rotten. May your cup never be empty.

(And we still didn’t get to talk about how underrated Bob Geldof’s lyrics are.)

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Songs I Love in 88 Words or Less: "Blood on the Dance Floor, TM's Switchblade Edit"

"Blood on the Dance Floor: TM's Switchblade Edit," Michael Jackson

Ira has a toy with a rainbow-colored tail he's obsessed with. It's in a cabinet, duct-taped shut because he kept opening it, rifling through like a burglar. When he gets it, it's like he still wants it. That's how I am about dancing to this song.


How it starts!  There's no way to stop
your rotting shadow come out to play,
sweat blossoming into the inky stains of your shame.
You choke on air as
curtains rise,
listing in releve
on a stiletto heel.

Thank you to whomever put this video together! Click to hear song : )!