Life has funny ways you know. The day before my latest column for the Magazine of Yoga was published, I was at home, prepping the house for Lovely Boyfriend’s parents’ visit. The radio was on, and guess what? They – whoever they are – chose to have a special show on the Smiths’ eponymous first album. With loads of Smiths songs in a row.
What’s a girl to do? Dancing and singing in the kitchen with my kitty in my arms (poor thing) instead of cleaning the floor, of course.
I figured that was a sign for me to post one of my absolute favourite songs by the Smiths. Ever.
Besides, how could you not love a song with lyrics such as “the sun shines out of our behind”? I might not use it in a yoga class though.
Of course, it took me a few years of singing it out loud before actually getting that sentence. Still, I found out that nothing beats singing “the sun shines out our behind” at the top of my lungs. Whenever you’re feeling down, try it.
(And my house was ok, just so you know. Quickest cleaning ever)