I M A P Y T

I’ve been listening to Thriller a lot lately. I know, I know, “who hasn’t, Joseph!?” I mean, if given the choice to listen to Thriller or not listen to Thriller, I’d like to think 100% of my readers would choose the former. Then again, an ideal world might consist of a legion of corpulent blobs doing nothing but listening to Thriller all day.

That’s not what this post is about, though. After all, it is Monster Month on the JLR. I don’t need to tell you how bold Thriller is as an album. Actually, I’d say it has some darn audacity with the way it orders its tracks like a rapid-fire aural missile launcher. It’s almost rude! Who the heck thought it was okay to follow up “Thriller” with “Beat It” and “Billie Jean”!? Quincy Jones is a pretty ridiculous fellow.

Despite all of the Big Ones, I’d have to say that “P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)” is my favourite track. This brings me to the drawn-out point of this post. I was listening to it on repeat in my car on the way to the post office when I realized that the chipmunk voices near the end really do it for me. What’s wrong with me? Maybe it’s all the Alvin & the Chipmunks I watched as a kid, but I think that voice is the bee’s knees.

With that said, here’s some “spooky” Alvin action!