I started EMT class this week, figuring 50-years-old is a good time to begin something completely new. Some guys get a motorcycle; I’m getting an ambulance.
Naturally, there will be sessions on CPR, which I expect will unteach any bad habits I learned in prior classes — but the fact is, even if you haven’t spent hours kneeling on the floor pounding on practice dummies, you can be of assistance. Exhibit A is this awesome video:
I have heard people recommend that you give compressions to the beat of Another One Bites the Dust, but that’s not very optimistic, is it?
Vinnie Jones is hilarious, as you know if you’ve seen Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels or Snatch — two spectacular movies by Guy Ritchie from before he married Madonna. If you haven’t seen them, go rent them. Just remember you may need to turn on the subtitles to understand what they’re saying.
Chest compressions to the melody of a Queen song? Gotta be better than “Bury Me Where I Fall,” by 36 Crazyfists.
Dying might be an acceptable alternative to listening to 36 Crazyfists.
I think Franz Ferdinand’s No You Girls would be a great CPR song.
http://youtu.be/25sBhhOR4lw
It would also be a terrific stripper song, too.
Beat on the Brat by the Ramones? Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh-oh.
I want the longest song possible
No sh*t: As I was reading this post, my iPod served me up the Bee Gees’ “Fanny (Be Tender With My Love)” . . . . . “First I rise . . . then I fall . . . ”
Whether you’re a brother, or whether you’re a mother, that’s quite the coincience . . . ah ah ah ah . . . . quite the coinci———-dence . . . . . .
[insert groovy bassline here]