The Radio Was On And That Was The First Time I Heard That Song, The One I Hate. Whenever I Hear It All I Can Think Of Is That Very Day Riding In The Front Seat With Lucy Leaning Against Me And The Smell Of Juicy Fruit Making Me Want To Throw Up. How Can A Song Do That? Be Like A Net That Catches A Whole Entire Day, Even A Day Whose Guts You Hate? You Hear It And All Of A Sudden Everything Comes Hanging Back In Front Of You, All Tangled Up In That Music.

-Lynda Barry

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The Radio Was On And That Was

Lynda Barry

The Radio Was On And That Was The First Time I Heard That Song, The One I Hate. Whenever I Hear It All I Can Think Of Is That Very Day Riding In The Front Seat With Lucy Leaning Against Me And The Smell Of Juicy Fruit Making Me Want To Throw Up. How Can A Song Do That? Be Like A Net That Catches A Whole Entire Day, Even A Day Whose Guts You Hate? You Hear It And All Of A Sudden Everything Comes Hanging Back In Front Of You, All Tangled Up In That Music.

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Song

Hate

Thinking

By The 6th Grade I Stopped Doing Ordinary Things In Front Of People. It Had Been Ordinary To Sing, Kids Are Singing All The Time When They Are Little, But Then Something Happens. It's Not That We Stop Singing. I Still Sang. I Just Made Sure I Was Alone When I Did It. And I Made Sure I Never Did It Accidentally. That Thing We Call 'bursting Into Song.' I Believe This Happens To Most Of Us. We Are Still Singing, But Secretly And All Alone.

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Believe

Kids