Everyone has random gaps of knowledge–things that other people think that everyone knows. It’s great fun discovering them.
I discovered one of mine this weekend when BF and I attended a local outdoor concert. A ’60s band was playing–someone with a very funny name that couldn’t quite retain in my memory, no matter how I tried. Henry’s Termites? Herman’s Hermaphrodites?
For the record, the name of the band was Herman’s Hermits. And they were the chanteurs of some of the most popular songs of the British Invasion; many of them, songs I already knew and loved:
- I’m Henry the Eighth, I Am
- Wonderful World (In my head, I always call this one “Don’t Know Much About History”)
- Can’t You Hear My Heartbeat
- Mrs. Brown You’ve Got A Lovely Daughter
Yet somehow, I had never connected the songs together, nor had I ever heard of the name of the band.
*Boggle*
It was a beautiful night for knitting. I sat under the trees on a quilt made of blue jeans, working on my Dancing Cranes stole. I knitted until it was too dark to see.
All She Wants To Do Is Knit 
I’ve had musicians/bands like that. I’m also occasionally surprised to discover a musician is attractive when someone accuses me of only liking him “cuz he’s hot”. It’s just more about the art than the artist for me.
I’m a bit hopeless at connecting the dots like that. More so with actors than music.
I always take my knitting to concerts.
Last outdoor festival I went to was an independent one put on by my local community radio station. Needless to say there were all sorts of music styles. Including some very heavy metal. I’d like to think it was the first time they’ve had someone knit to their music. Although heavy metal is good music to knit to.