JZ and Matilda and I were doing errands in the East Bay before collecting Emmett. So I decided to test drive my Spy Jazz mix (heading to Sean) and had JZ give her impressions of each song. She's a bit under exposed to sixties spy and caper films and had a tendency to cast them with 40s stars, but she got the idea.
"This song sounds like an ash blonde in a cat suit drinking a scotch and soda."
"In this song, David Niven is talking to Sophia Loren in a swank nightclub while they're being watched by international jewel thieves."
Then we got to the theme for Casino Royale (the sixties one - score by Bacharach).
JZ: "There's a certain kind of music that makes me feel kind of embarrased. This music is on the border."
Me: "Like an older person trying to be hip. Like a guy with a combover with long sideburns?"
JZ: "Yeah, sort of like that. Certain songs just make my skin crawl with embarassment."
Me: "Like Herb Alpert and the Tiajuana Brass? You don't really seem to get the groovy mod sixties."
JZ: "That's it. Grooviness embarrasses me. Like that song, 'Groovy Kind of Love'? It makes me cringe."
Me: "Does it help to know that song was written by two teenagers?"
JZ: "No."
I think I need to put that on her headstone: "Grooviness embarrasses me."