And this morning my devotion was yet again confirmed: There I was, enjoying a post-Bandit-wound-cleaning chat with my sister, when out of the corner of my ear I hear a familiar beat. Seconds later, I startled the hell out of Martha and the beasts by leaping from my chair and racing to turn the volume up as far as it'll go the better to enjoy the irresistible strains of the Negresses Vertes's "Zobi la Mouche," a song my other sister and I played almost every week on our summer radio show at the University of Maine, Orono, fifteen years ago. While we snagged the record when the station was getting rid of its vinyl and I've played the song regularly since then (most recently a month ago, I believe), I never thought to hear it over the radio (well, computer). I should have known better--this is FMU, after all, where, if you listen long enough, almost everything eventually surfaces. But it was a huge surprise nonetheless and a treat that has put me in a good mood.
Now if someone would just play the Honeymoon Killers' "The Lady and the Pig Man."
