So I found myself eating lunch at Arby's with my boss when a perfectly awful song that combined the music of "Werewolves of London" and "Sweet Home Alabama" with lyrics of some sort began playing.  It was hard to tell what the lyrics actually were for the blood pouring out of my ears.  A song so bad, it made both of us laugh AND cringe.  This crime against nature was followed a couple of songs later by a song that just struck me.For all I know I could have been breathless.  Listening to a nice but not outstanding tune, sitting at an Arby's, I suddenly recalled a perfectly sweet moment that will forever be entwined with that song, but never before had I appreciated that moment for what it was or perhaps what my mind has made of it with time and distance.  The perfect song for the perfect moment.This is not that song.  I just like this one.  :razz:more about "untitled", posted with vodpodAnd for what it's worth, I love "Werewolves of London."