I've been watching American Idol with my wife and daughters
and I can honestly say that after 10 years, I'm actually making
it a point to sit down and watch the entire show this time. They
make fun of me for getting weepy when they run the hard-luck
stories of some of the contestants. I'm a sap. With the final 24
chosen, I've already come up with my 2 best guys. The girls
I'm not as sure about. But I'm really enjoying the process.
Simon and Garfunkel were and still are my American Idols.
From a very young age, I heard their music in the background
of our house during the day while my Dad was at work. That
was probably the only time when Mom felt comfortable playing
them. I always thought it was funny that "The Graduate" stole
Mrs. Robinson from them. Put it in her pantry with her cupcakes.
For reasons known only to me, I cried kind of hard at times
on and off while viewing this clip, while wondering whether
this was the take I wanted to post. It most definitely was.
This clip is dedicated to a dear blogger to whom this music,
as I found out, means alot. BTW, was that Carole King?