"What song would you want played at your funeral?" was perhaps the first conversational 'starter for ten' question I learnt. I've genuinely lost count of the number times I've discussed it with different friends and acquaintances over the course of my life. This says a lot about my inability to maintain sensible conversation for long periods of time, but I'm not posting this to beat myself up about how bad I am at talking to people. No, I'm posting this here because I quite genuinely want this monstrosity/beauty from William Shatner to be playing when my corpse one day gets lowered into the furnace.
Yes, REALLY.