Guilty Pleasures Week: That Perfect Moment
Driving home a little before 5 a.m. (don’t ask). Streets empty, sunroof open, windows down, the breeze sailing through the car. I hear waves. The first few seconds of “Champagne Supernova.” Crank Dave FM, crank my vocal cords. Take the long way home to enjoy seven and a half minutes of Oasis perfection. Zooming down the road, keeping in time with Noel’s guitar and the bass. Air-drumming throughout the chorus, dancing and bouncing in my seat, singing with Liam as loud as I can. Turning left on reds so I don’t lose momentum. The little drummer boy drums and the guitar fades as I slide into my parking space. Perfect timing. Perfect moment.
Perfect Moment #2: Saw Johnny Depp on Letterman last night.
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