Very Straight Guy: Hey, it’s not like I’m giving Ellen DeGeneres a claddagh ring! –Jeremy’s Ale House Overheard by: Megan Buckley
Female Hipster, singing: Boom boom boom, let’s go back to my room…
Male Hipster: I remember when that song came out–that was the dirtiest song imaginable! – Lolita
Hipster: Hey, that’s my favorite song! It’s by Philip Glass! – Alt.coffee, after employee stopped a CD playing in the background that had skipped and repeated the same sound for a few minutes.
Twit: What’s that song Richard Marx sang?
Chick: Right Here Waiting.
Twit: There’s another one.
Chick: I don’t know.
Twit: It’s going to drive me crazy until I remember. Oh wait! I know! Right Here Waiting for You!
Chick: That’s the same song. –Winnie’s, Chinatown
Gay #1: How is being gay going for you?
Gay #2: I don’t really jibe with the culture.
Gay #1: Like what?
Gay #2: The music.
–7A Cafe, East Village
Piano Player: This song from 1980 by Christopher Cross is my favorite song in the whole world. –Piano Bar, UES
Suit: Rock and roll? Rock and roll? What is that?! –43rd & Broadway Overheard by: Kaitlen
Businessman: There was a flatbed truck on 5th Ave. There were all these musicians in it with their guitars, and everyone was chanting Bone-o!.
Woman: That’s U2.
Businessman: Oh, OK. I wanted to say, “Which one’s Bone-o?”
Woman: Which one’s Bozo, you should have said.
Businessman: The little guy; is he Spanish?
Businessman: He said, “Buenos dias.” I wanted to know if that was him. –Burger Heaven, 49th St.
Hipster #1: I’m really into Bossa Nova.
Hipster #2: I like her, too! What was the name of her hit song? The one that goes [starts humming] –Yuppietown
Customer: Do you have a recording of Astrud Gilberto singing, “The Girl from Emphysema?” –Times Square