On a better note, I purchased the Moulin Rouge soundtrack last night and was not disappointed. There's even a Hindi track on there by Alka Yagnik. (Check out Taal Se Taal Mila by Alka Yagnik & Udit Narayan to get a feel) I have about two hours to kill before I get to get out of this horrible household, so I suppose I should do my laundry and get some packing done. I'm going with my stupid family to a family function in Chico this weekend, how much fun and smiling will THAT hold? Christ. I don't even want to go but my cousin is graduating college and I would go if it was just me going by myself to see him graduate, but is a weekend of suffering with my family worth it for his graduation? I don't think he really cares if I come anyway. Maybe I'm doing the me thing and being selfish, but seriously, there is a place where one must draw the line.
The only bad thing about the Moulin Rouge album was the Lady Marmalade cover. Terrible. Horrible. No good. Very bad.
There's also a cover of Nature Boy that David Bowie does. Not bad, well-orchestrated. But I will always prefer the Nat King Cole version. Yes, it seems like something that a stick in the mud would say. I don't care. Make me a hundred, put me in a home away from every one else and let me be a grumpy old miser who eats pudding and is finally at peace.