Immediately, I thought babysitter was a girl-pop group. So I’m a shithead. But also, Babysitter is flanging me into Taco Bell solstice rn. It feels good to just grind on some rock sometimes. No, if you’ve lyrics in your music, I will not pay any attention, although I understand the implication of someone writing this, but think of singing as I do this writing in a post, on a daily basis, and it’s really just the same thing, only people click and listen and never read my nonsense. How can I relate this to Adventures in Babysitting? Remember that part in the chop-shop, when the kids and Elisabeth were on the ceiling trying to steal their car back? Yes! This music is the soundtrack to getting your flat-tired station wagon back so the thieve mechanics don’t see you. It’s slick and sleuthy in minor chords and easy listening if you’re just grinding off cereal numbers on a retro drop top next to the babysitter’s whip. All ya gotta do is drop in and burn out. Fuck the garage door, drive right on through and straight to the basement jam sesh. For real, Babysitter is the prefect night-VHS burner at witching hour. So get lit:
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