When too much awake time comes along hand in hand with too little sleep time, hollering children and unrealistic demands from work, I turn to the guiltiest of shameful pleasures to perk me up.
It’s so shameful and embarrassing I’d almost rather admit to onanism. I put my iPod on and crank up a bit of Meat Loaf to 11. I have generally good tastes in music, ranging from the Walker Brothers, to Captain Beefheart, the Beach Boys and the Who, through to the Zutons and other modern popular beat combos but nothing is as good for letting a head of steam off like a bit of ‘Loaf.
Nononononono, I take it back, I just crack one off, honest.
