Song Suggestions Please!

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Do I look happy in that photo? Yeah, I know I look like crap but do I look happy? Because I am! That’s me leaving the hospital after my cochlear implant surgery back on January 25th. In the twenty-four days since my device was activated, voices have gone from sounding like tinny chipmunks on helium to thirteen year old boys waiting for their voices to break! Which is a little unsettling when talking to my husband. Over time, it will continue to get better. Or not. Fingers crossed!

As my brain relearns how to hear, part of my daily therapy is listening to music. I start each morning with thirty minutes of songs that I remember from when I could hear. (I was never completely deaf but pretty darn close to it by the time I got my implant)

As what I’m listening to has started to sound like real music, I’m branching out to songs that I don’t know. Armed with lyric sheets so I can follow along. It’s been thirty years since I’ve listened to new music, so I’m looking for suggestions. Anything after 1988. If there’s a song I need to hear, drop me a note with the title and artist.

And…

Winter is still alive and kicking and the best chance of surviving to summer is to stock up on a few good books for those chilly nights. This 5 day sale features 62 books in 13 genres, all for the low price of 99 cents each.  (Some are only available in the US and UK) You’ll find the first in my June Nash MisAdventure series, How to Sex Your Snake under Action/Adventure. If you’re feeling feisty and want to buy a copy to leave a verified review on Amazon, you’ll make my day! And like I say in my books, Every time someone does, June smiles at a random Dewzer. And that’s almost as good as an angel getting her wings.

Click here for the book sale!

Stay warm and safe and find some time to read!

Write on, 

Melissa

Tormented by the Futility of Life

If you saw yesterday’s post you know I had some issues trying to rent a car when I left home without my driver’s license. Thankfully, a friend brought it to me. I was so happy, I gave an impromptu concert to my fellow freeway drivers. So many happy people listening to me sing along to a favorite album as we inched through rush hour traffic. Below is my favorite song from that album. 

Some choice lyrics:

The corpse was dredged from the sea that night.

Hair matted around its body tight.

It was no comfort to identify,

The pallid flesh, the life, deprived.

Turn up the volume and Write On,

Melissa