After promising myself not to buy CD’s for the rest of the year after the great Singapore binge-shopping debacle, I still went out and bought a handful of CD’s last Thursday. One of them being Let’s Get It On by Marvin Gaye. It was a cool and suave record, something I can see myself playing over and over countless nights in the future.

Anyway, the music of Marvin Gaye reminded me of the film High Fidelity. Not because Barry (Jack Black, not me) sang Let’s Get It On during the film’s final sequence, but because that’s the movie where I found out Marvin Gaye’s pop shot him.

So I went out and watched High Fidelity again for the 456th time.

I just recently realized that High Fidelity is my movie version of Sgt. Pepper, wherein I’m excited at the thought that with every viewing, there is the possibility of discovering something new and different.

Am just saying.