A Friendly Musical Visit Every Day

Today I saw someone I haven's seen since the 90s. We used to be friends. And then something happened. If I'm honest, I guess I wronged him. There was never any confrontation. We just never saw each other again after he found out what I'd done. The moment I saw him again, I was SO HAPPY. I had a moment of joy the likes of which I haven't experienced in a long time. But that moment was fleeting, and when I realized he probably didn't want to talk to me or even acknowledge my existence, my stomach knotted with guilt and apprehension. I don't have a lot of friends anymore. I have no one to blame but myself, but life does get lonely sometimes. I was just so happy to see an old friend. He wasn't happy to see me. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adu

 I don't think I've ever listened to this song in its entirety before today. The world "oversexed" certainly jumps out! I wasn't around in the 50s. Maybe it was a kinkier time than I'd imagined. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also recommend hitting the "Subscribe" button at the top of the page so you won't miss a s

When I searched Youtube for Tango Till They're Sore for yesterday's post, Madeleine Peyroux's cover came up. I started exploring her catalogue and came upon this version of a Leonard Cohen song I love. I find Cohen's voice utterly bewitching, but many of the original versions of his brilliant songs are a little heavy on the Hammond B.   For Christmas, my partner gave me a biography of Leonard Cohen. Someone who writes books for a living should love getting books as a gift, but every time I get one I feel the same why I used to feel when I was a kid and someone gave me clothing. I want toys instead. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  wou

 This song popped into my head while I was eating leftover pasta for lunch. There's so much overwhelming emotion hovering around us these days. I'm writing this the day after a full moon.   Last night (the night of the full moon), as we were eating dinner, I just started crying and I couldn't stop. I couldn't eat.  So I gave up and put my food in the fridge. My partner didn't want to surrender to emotion. He wanted to pretend everything was okay and just have a normal evening. I tried, but I just kept crying. I'm not even sad. It's not even my sadness. It's his. I've absorbed it. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  wo

 I cancelled the cable service at my place a few months back. Since then, I've been recording the show Mayday on my partner's PVR.  In case you're not familiar, Mayday is a re-enactment show about real life plane crashes and the resulting investigations.  I've never actually been on a plane. I think I'd have trouble watching it if I ever flew anywhere. The PVR always catches the credits of the show that's on before, which is one of the CSIs--whichever one has Baba O'Riley for a theme song. I should know this bit of trivia. I think I've seen every episode of CSI: New York and I used to have one season of CSI: Miami on DVD (my former girlfriend gave it to me because she had duplicates).  Strangely, it's the original CSI I've hardly seen any episodes of, because every time I turned it on there'd be anti-sex worker language and transphobic slurs and I'd be like "Oh yeah, that's why I never watch this show" and I'd flip the c

 This song popped snarkily into my head in a moment of (loving) irritation.  I dared my partner to write a short story as an anthology submission, and he actually did. And it's a great story!  He did a wonderful job.  I really didn't think he had it in him, but I'm extraordinarily proud. The only thing is, his story is too long. It needs to be edited down.  I'm at my apartment. He's at his. So he keeps emailing me his edits and asking for the word count, because he doesn't have a proper word processor on his computer.  He asked me which word processor I'm using and I told him. It was free on the App Store, easy to download, recommended. Now he keeps sending me emails like "It's asking for my credit card info..."  What?  Are you in the App Store?  "No, I just googled it and I'm on this website..." No!  No!  Don't give your credit card info to sketchy websites!   It's so much easier when we're in the same room and I can

 I don't think I've ever scheduled to back-to-back posts with songs from the same vocalist, but records are there to be broken, right? Yesterday we had a performance from a film version of Jesus Christ Superstar from the 70s. Today we've got a disco hit. Why? Because I couldn't resist. You know I love my disco. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, an

The other day I made a Youtube video of me playing Solitaire, and the whole time I had this song stuck in my head. I've never seen Jesus Christ Superstar, and yet I'm singing along with this song right now, and I seem to know every single lyric, so... I don't know. I guess it was popular or something.  If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also reco

 You've been very good, listening to me go on and on about my various traumas. I really appreciate it. What would I do without you? You deserve a treat, and here is it, from the OG Degrassi. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also recommend hitting the "Subscribe" button at the top of the page so you won't miss a song! See you tomorrow! G

 I'm sure you all heard that Biz Markie died recently. That's why we're listening to this little ditty from 1989, part of the soundtrack of my youth. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also recommend hitting the "Subscribe" button at the top of the page so you won't miss a song! See you tomorrow! Giselle

The other day my partner had a phone call scheduled that I figured he would need privacy for. Usually I go for a walk when he has a call like this. This time he was like, "You don't have to go out, you know.  You can stay home if you'd rather." I had work to do and, anyway, I had nowhere to go, so I stayed home.  I brought my computer into the bedroom and closed the door. After working for a while, I got sleepy and watched Unsolved Mysteries on Youtube.  It was lunchtime and I was hungry, but I didn't want to leave the bedroom in case I disturbed my partner. A little while later, I realized I was cold and I should turn off the fan and put on socks, but I wouldn't allow myself to do that in case the bed squeaked. I noticed that my body was feeling very tense.  Extremely tense.  I felt afraid, but I didn't know why. Later on, once I'd warmed up and eaten something, I realized I'd been having flashbacks to the many times I spent hiding in closets, as

 I've been escaping into this Beck album (Colors) again.  It's useful when I need something loud but not angry filling my head. Sometimes I want to block out noises in my environment while I'm writing, and I find this album works for that. If I'm at my own apartment I'll just put in earplugs, but I find I can't do that when I'm with my partner. Earplugs just seem too antisocial.  Headphones seem fine, for whatever reason. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links .

 I was making myself some garlic bread the other day when I had a sudden craving to watch the MST3k riff of that cult classic, Zombie Nightmare . When I turned on the MST3k Twitch channel, would you believe Zombie Nightmare was just starting?   Am I psychic or is that just good timing? We're listening to this song because at the point in the movie where Jon Mikl Thor's character gets hit by a car, Crow sings "There's a dead HUNK in the middle of the road." Gets me every time.  If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you b

The other day we were doing a crossword puzzle and Arlo Parks was the answer. I was like... crosswords know Arlo Parks? Wow. When I hopped on over to Youtube to grab a video, this one was magically suggested to me. Google is creepy that way: they know what you want before you do. Anyway, I feel this video and this song. It's a good one.  If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep comi

 The computer I record my audiobooks on is more than fifteen years old and almost entirely out of space. When I first got it, I learned to use the programs I wasn't familiar with just by using them. I spent hours and then days toying with Garageband, creating music for my own entertainment. Now that this computer's just about ready to be put out to pasture, I've been going through the hard drive to see what I've got.  I came across all this music I created over the years and decided to release it as an album. It's available for you to listen to now as Beautiful Noise . Today we're listening to a song that pretty accurately represents the depression and anxiety self-talk circling my skull.  Even all these years later, I recognize it well.  If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy m

 Every time I'm having a terrible day, the movie appears in my life like magic. It aired on the Rifftrax Twitch channel the day one of my cats died, and watching it helped me deal with the intense grief I was feeling.  The other day, I was having an awful time when I opened Youtube and found that Rifftrax was adding it to their channel. I got my work out of the way so I could chat with other fans during the premiere, and that helped me set aside all the depression and anxiety bullshit going on in my head. If you were there and you're reading this now *waves* we're friends now! If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I&

My aunt and uncle are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary.  Feels like only yesterday we were celebrating my grandparents' 50th, but I guess that was actually 25 years ago.  At the time, I worked at the world's worst department store.  I asked for the day off more than a month in advance so I could go to the party we were throwing for my grandma and grandpa. My supervisor refused to give me the day off, so I called in sick. In all my working days, that was the only time I called in sick when I wasn't sick, but I stand by that decision. After that, my supervisor was led out of the store in handcuffs because she'd been caught embezzling. So I felt especially okay about the fake calling in sick. She could have easily given me the day off. She was just mean. And a thief, apparently. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particul

Backxwash has a new album out called I LIE HERE BURIED WITH MY RINGS AND MY DRESSES . My plan was to listen to it this week while I had some time to myself, but my mental health decided to spiral, so I wasn't in the right place to be with it. Even though I haven't yet listened to the new release, I'm showcasing a song I picked because I like the title. Backwash's music is so raw and full of so much unapologetic pain that it's hard to predict when it'll help me and when it won't. I hope it helps you, if you're looking for help. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influence

 Today's post comes with a warning: if you're ever mixing up a batch of pigeon deterrent containing chilli peppers, vinegar and water, please, for the love of god, don't do it in the bathroom. You will 100% end up with capsaicin on your asshole. And it will BURN. I've learned a thing or two in my time on this planet. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back.

I just threw out my 2007 calendar--the one that had all my appointments, deadlines and work shifts written in it.   My writing career began in 2006.   In 2007, according to this calendar, I worked two jobs (warehouse work on weekdays, retail on the weekends) plus any temp stuff and casual labour I could cram in on the side. And throughout all that, I was writing books, building my business, marketing, really going at it. Oh--and I did volunteer work at a women's shelter too. I have no idea where I found the hours. I worked seven days a week outside the house, plus writing?  When did I find the time?   Looking at that calendar was a real eye-opener. It made me even more grateful than usual for the life I have now.  My writing business supports me.  I don't need to take on outside work.  Thank goodness. Even though I had two consistent jobs in 2007, I found a bunch of job interviews pencilled in on my calendar because I was struggling to make ends meet. It's easy to forget ho

 My partner's going through some emotional stuff right now. It's stressful for him, and it's stressful for me by extension. I don't know what possessed me, but I went into my linen closet and pulled out a little container I've had since the 80s.  It's full of buttons. Many of these buttons are from my mother's sewing stock.  When I was a kid, my mother kept all the loose buttons in a huge glass mayonnaise jar. Often, I would dump them out and sort through them as I put them back in the jar. It was a method of self-soothing, I guess. Now I realize that's what I'm doing today: reverting to childhood ways. My partner was talking about that yesterday. Now that he's fully vaccinated, he was able to spend time with his brother. He said it was just like when he was a kid: every time he tried to get a word in, his brother would talk over him. So he gave up trying to say anything at all, just like he did when he was a kid. He just sat there in silence and

 Ahhh this one takes me back. I was out for a walk a few weeks ago and I strolled by an old man blasting this track on a boombox. Ever since then, the song has popped in and out of my head. Every time it pops in I think, "Oh, I'd better share this story with the music blog," but by the time I get to my computer, I've forgotten which song I was thinking of.  When it's gone I can't get it back. Finally I got to my computer before I lost it. Finally. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking throu

This song was popular in the mid-90s, when I was in high school. It's probably my former girlfriend's anthem to me, but you'd have to ask her about that. Anyway, a different sort of jerk than the one referred to in yesterday's song--that one was a dance move, this one is a meanie.   If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also recommend hitting th

 When my partner told me this song was called Cool Jerk, I didn't believe him. Turns out he got it right. Amazing! I never understood what they were saying. Always reminds me of Home Alone. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also recommend hitting the "Subscribe" button at the top of the page so you won't miss a song! See you tomorrow! Gise

 When we were playing cards last night, my partner must have said "You do it to yourself" or something, because I haven't stopped singing this song at him. I haven't seen this music video in ages, and in fact I'd forgotten which song it went with. Isn't it sad when you can remember something iconic, but you can't remember what it's attached to? I couldn't sleep, so I listened to the podcast I always listen to when I can't sleep. It's a tarot podcast called Fortune's Wheelhouse. Once again, I listened to the episode about the Nine of Swords. T. Susan Chang, one of the hosts of Fortune's Wheelhouse, was talking about this cycle of cruelty where someone is cruel to you as a child and you in turn become cruel to yourself. Then, as an adult, the self-cruelty evolves into cruelty toward others and the cycle continues. I'm paraphrasing really badly. She made the point very eloquently and I'm butchering it, but listen to the podcast

 I'm sorry for everything that's about to happen. You probably don't need to know this about me, but I miss farting. I used to do it all the time. I farted freely, whenever I wanted to.  Now that I live with a man, I try very hard to keep my gas inside me. Sometimes I feel like Kenny in that episode of South Park where he spontaneously combusts from holding in his farts. If I ever spontaneously combust, I'm telling you right now: that's why. Maybe I'm becoming a romantic, though, because if I had to choose between singledom and farting freely or living with my partner and holding it in, I would definitely choose my partner. I love the guy, and choosing farts over love is kind of... well, a very appealing option at times... but I'll stick with love for now. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who ar

 My partner's been doing almost all the shopping throughout covid, which means I have to explain in detail what I want any time I add something unfamiliar to the list. I asked him to buy black beans, because for years I've been making tacos with black beans and corn instead of ground beef.   It's absolutely delicious. Try it. Anyway, my partner came home from the supermarket totally perplexed. After ten minutes of looking at beans, he settled on refried beans because they were near the taco shells. I should have explained that the black beans would probably be in a different aisle. I'm not really familiar with the gigantic supermarket he shops at, so who knows? I made our tacos with ground beef, but then we had all these refried beans that my partner wouldn't touch.  I refuse to waste food, so I've been eating burritos a lot. Last night I was singing this song to my partner in bed. I don't think he felt particularly serenaded. He doesn't appreciate my se

 I've had this Smash Mouth song in my head for days (don't know why). When I looked it up on Youtube I came across this phenomenal cover played on a variety of melons. Enjoy! If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also recommend hitting the "Subscribe" button at the top of the page so you won't miss a song! See you tomorrow! Giselle

 Tafelmusik's Jeanne Lamon died recently. My partner and I listened to a four-hour radio documentary about her (it included a lot of gorgeous music) and we were left thinking what a stunning tribute it was. I couldn't possibly do better, so let's just listen to this beautiful music.  If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also recommend hitting the &

 This song has been floating around my head ever since we listened to "All Around the World" earlier in week.  I don't think I've heard it since the early 90s, but it obviously lives on in my mind. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and enjoy music. Readers of adult fiction can also buy my books or check them out from your local library. Supporting my  AudioErotica  endeavour on  Patreon  would also help me hugely! I'm also an  Amazon Influencer,  so hopefully I can make a little pocket change when you buy stuff by clicking through  my affiliate links . But you don't HAVE to do any of that. I'm very happy to get a daily visit from you, so just keep coming back. Oh, and I also recommend hitting the "Subscribe" button at the top of the page so you won't miss a song!

 This weekend, some lady parked in front of our neighbour's house. She got out and said to her husband, "Oops haha we're parked in front of a fire hydrant. Oh well!  Hope we don't get caught." And she just left her car there and went on her merry way. Getting caught is the least of my hopes for this motorist.  If she doesn't care that her actions are putting other people's homes and possibly lives in danger, I hope karma takes some long and drawn-out action against her. My best friend's house burned down, as did the home of a former publisher of mine, so I'm not particularly tolerant of people who think a convenient parking spot is more important than the safety of an entire neighbourhood. Now let's decompress with David Byrne. If you're wondering how you can support me in bringing you songs and visits every day, the easiest thing you can do is tell your friends about the site. Tell anyone you know--particularly people who are isolated and