I’m having a seriously challenging week at work. There are a number of creative projects going on all at once. If they were happening one at a time, I’d be able to enjoy them more, but they’re all on an incredibly tight schedule and due at the same time. That’s okay. I’m alright with chaos, as long as it has a deadline. Come Friday night, I may be rode hard and put away wet, but at least it will be over. The dragons will be slain, the opuses writ, the somethings will have been somethinged.*
*I couldn’t think of a third thing. That’s how wiped out I am.

One of the ways I get through especially stressful, busy times is with my favorite music. Playing music that I love helps me stay (somewhat) sane, and so this week, I needed a music rediscovery.

Beloved once commented that I put today’s song into nearly every mix I make. She’s right. I love it. I love the movement and the pace. I love cooking to it and walking to it and, it turns out, I love working to it, too. I had the warm and fuzzies about the music video, also, though I hadn’t seen it since it first came out. The way I remembered it, there was a cute girl skipping around, flirting with M.J. while he sang and danced and wooed her. I went looking for it on YouTube, intending to make it today’s music video. But when I played it, I discovered that most of the video felt to middle-aged me less like young love and more like sexual harassment. There are clusters of unsmiling, unfriendly-looking men lurking in every corner, and M.J. is humping the air with noxious abandon. The whole vibe is kind of rapey. I hated it. Damn.

So I did the next best thing. I found a cover. A good cover with a bunch of happy young people and good lighting and an ugly living room and no one in danger of being dragged down an alley and violated. Whew! That’s better. Okay, back to work . . .

Check out the artist, Emily Kopp. I didn’t have much time to explore and research, but I think I’m going to like her!