The antenna on my old and crappy car is broken, and has been for some time. This means that I get exactly four radio stations in my car: classic rock (heavy on the Led Zeppelin), light rock (heavy on the Eagles), and two country stations. Luckily, I like country music. But it's not really dancing music, you know? I love to dance. Although, I should probably make that "loved," past tense, as my gravidity has made it somewhat difficult to dance* in any energetic fashion. Thanks, man-cub!
But there is one form of dancing that even I can still do, as I discovered when I was driving along listening to the light rock station and they took a break from the Eagles to play a song that IMMEDIATELY made me start bouncing around in my seat.
It was "Say Hey (I Love You)," by Michael Franti.
I realize that probably most of you have heard this song about four million times on the radio already, but it was new to me. And I immediately loved it. It's such a happy, joyous song. And it made me dance in the car.
So if by some chance you haven't heard it yet, or even if you have and want to hear it again, click on that link to YouTube and be prepared to bounce.
* Right there I was going to use some kind of cool slang phrase for dancing, but then I realized how cringe-inducingly LAME they all are. Consider: Get your groove on; gettin' down; rockin' out. Or even, if we really want to date ourselves: gettin' jiggy with it. GOD NO.