Welcome to Bossy’s Ear Worm, which features songs currently in Bossy’s headphones. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.
Sinéad O’Connor, Nothing Compares to You.
Bossy was reminded of this song this past weekend when it appeared in a movie soundtrack, and by the way, go rent Forgetting Sarah Marshall.
Bossy can’t hear this 1990 song without thinking of Prince, who, as songwriter, leaves his signature all the hell over it. Bossy thinks she would die feeling accomplished upon completion of penning such a pretty chord progression, which Bossy loves to listen to, repeatedly and at high decibel, at the end of the tune, chunky real piano, accompanied by little else.
This entire record was cool, or at least the handful of songs Bossy can still remember and went looking for as Amazon downloads to take the place of the outdated cassette tape technology which previously housed I Do Not Want What I Haven’t Got in Bossy’s house.
And about that? Back then, Bossy’s teenage babysitter Leslie borrowed Bossy’s official version of this cassette and something weird happened on Leslie’s end and something broke but anyway, Leslie never returned the official cassette but rather tried to return to Studio Apartment de Bossy a homemade cassette version which was junky but Bossy just smiled and said OK, because, come to think of it, Bossy was only a scant six years older than her teenage babysitter, who was the flaxen-haired lifesaver who watched Bossy’s 2-year-old baby son while Bossy attended night school for graphic design.
So this record, like most music in one’s past, carries lots of memories and angst for Bossy.