This morning I was getting dressed at 7:30, on my way to Ontario Model Parliament (clearly I'm even more of a nerd than the average writer). For some reason, I suddenly realized what the worst single "moment" in all musical history was.

It's a moment in "The Thong Song" by Sisquo. The specific moment in this godawful song that gets me is, toward the end, when Sisqo decides to really emote: "Lettttttt meeeee seeeee thatttt thonnnnnng!!!!!!" As if his life depended on it.

I can't fully articulate the effect this has on me into words. Suffice to say, I don't normally think about whether a guy with silver paint on his head is more likely to catch fire, but I found myself thinking that, and other thoughts that might get the Feds after me, this morning.

On a happier note, I'm currently listening to Heart of the Congos by the Congos. What a perfect album. Even if you're not big on reggae (and who is these days?), you should steal it off the internet and check out Cedric Myton's voice, an absolutely gorgeous falsetto.

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The White Black Jays, we run dem ting. Seen.