Top of the mornin’ to ya!!  What’s up?  Uh, the temperature for one thing.  My sorry butt for another, when I should be passed out cold from exhaustion. 

Think about the metamorphosis of this term throughout time.  Here’s an old school version:

I will always love Looney Tunes and I will watch them when I’m in my 90s, just like my granddaddy,  and laugh and laugh!!
Then, there’s the 90s pop up video
version:

Same meaning, but wow, what a different picture each one paints in our minds…kinda like, “Mmm hmm”.  You’ve got the “I agree”, mmm hmm.  Then there’s the “I don’t believe a word you’re saying”, mmm hmm.  Oh, and how about the “I was never interested and I’ve completely stopped listening”, mmm hmm.  ROTFL!!  Have to be careful with that one, or they’ll ask you to repeat what they just said, and then you can’t tell them.  Oh, wait a minute…that’s what I do, LOL!!!    
Say what you mean, and mean what you   say.  Cause just like music, tone is everything!!!!

Do you find it annoying or intriguing, when a song is titled with a phrase not used in the lyrics?  You know, like “Unchained Melody” by the Righteous Brothers, or “Enter Sandman” by Metallica, or “Rainy Day Women #12 and 35” by Bob Dylan?  Well, my anthem song of all time has gotta be, “What’s Up”, by 4 Non Blondes.  And everybody thought it was called,  What’s Goin’ On.  Ok, that was slightly frustrating working at a music store.
Here’s a picture of the one I worked at from ’92 to ’95:

SEACO Music.  Still the best job I ever had.  I got to order new music and sell it, while selling instruments, p.a. equipment, drumsticks, sheet music and concert tickets!  Those were the days. 
Alright, so it’s 1993.  I’m 19, almost 20 years old, and I’ve been working there for about 9 months.  So, Brooks (who now owns SEACO’s) and Winston were playing a duo acoustic gig at Mike’s Oyster Bar in Sumter.  My friends who also worked at the store knew I could play instruments, but had never heard me sing.  And, almost all of my singing background was just that…the alto in the background.  But I knew this song inside and out.  Plus, it fit perfectly in my vocal range. So, Brooks gives me the opportunity and says, if I come out to the oyster bar, he’ll let me sing one.  So I twist my friend’s arm, Mary, to go with me for moral support.  We arrive during the first set, and there is a large group of HUGE construction workers, who are all drinking beer at a big round table up front.  I go to praying,  “Oh sweet Jesus, please don’t let me suck!!  Oh God.  If they throw beer bottles at me, I’m gonna die!  And humiliate myself!  What was I thinking?!”  And by this time, the altar call was over and it was time to put up or shut up.  My heart is pounding!!!  So, off I go in the key of A, strumming my guitar and singing a top 40 pop song to all my music peers and this massive group of construction hulks,
with bottles in hand.  About 15 seconds into it, I find my nerve and look out onto the crowd.  My friends have their mouths hanging down in shock.  I’m starting to think,this may be okay.  Then, the biggest guy sitting at the table of construction hulks stands up and is headed towards the stage..  He looks like Willie Nelson on steroids!  “Oh my God”, I thought.   “He wanted Skynyrd and now I’m mince meat”!!!!  He looks at me and smiles as he tips his head and the bottle, as if to say, “Mmm hmm.  I approve”.  Well, now I’m wearing permagrin, and that night, as you can tell, turned out to be a memorable one. It was truly a turning point in my music career, and I haven’t slowed down since.  I still love to perform that song on occasion.  My bass player friends…not so much.  It’s fairly repetitive on bass.

Morals of the story:  Don’t give up.  Don’t chicken out.  Be yourself.  Construction guys are very friendly.  Never fear making mistakes…be more afraid of allowing fear to cripple you, preventing you from reaching your true destiny.  Got it?!  Good!!  Peace out and love to all!!!