The Most Satisfying Musical Comment of the Week by My Wife

On our ride up to Maine via Boston, where my oldest son and I caught an awesome pitching performance by the Tigers' Justin Verlander over the Red Sox at Fenway, last Thursday, my wife told me some details of a dance party that neighbor friends had hosted a few nights earlier and that I had missed. My wife had a great time, even if the music selection was a bit more like a typical wedding mix than she would have hoped. She loves to dance. I feel incredibly self-conscious in my rare efforts at dancing (badly), but the party did sound cool: good company, a rented dance floor on the couple's back yard on a beautiful night, etc. My wife reported that the dance party reached its peak during a run of B-52s songs. Then she unintentionally warmed the cockles of my heart with this report on the dance party's low point:

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