Postcards: No Dancing in the MRI Machine

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Dear Fellow Expat:

You know I have three slipped discs in my lower spine.

So, yesterday, I went to Hopkins for an MRI.

They had the “fun crew” working.

The two specialists asked me if I wanted to listen to music during the MRI.

I wasn’t expecting this.

I said it would take me 20 minutes to decide what I wanted to listen to…

And they said - name a band.

They had a Spotify account.

But it all came with a stern warning…

“Whatever you do… we can’t have you dancing…” the specialist joked.

My favorite musicians of all time are Damon Albarn and David Byrne.

But I didn’t want to say “Gorillaz” because of the spelling (That’s Albarn’s band post-Blur)

So, I went with Byrne’s great band from back in the day: The Talking Heads.

And one specialist says: “I got it… The Talking Hats.”

Nope, she didn’t “got it.”

So I corrected her and entered the MRI machine with these headphones.

On comes… Love → Building on Fire

I lay there, and I listened to a great song.

Then… Crosseyed and Painless.

It's also a great son…