James Brown 40th Anniversary Collection (it's so boogieable, I can't sit still!)
Hyper-expectant, like Christmas Eve when I was a kid. When I was little, I could barely fall asleep the night before Christmas. I'd go up to bed and just squirm, my heart would pound in my chest and it was impossible to keep my eyes closed for more than a minute or two. So I'd lay there, in the dark, in the quiet, desperately straining to hear the hooves of the reindeer setting down on the roof above my head. When you're listening that hard, every creak and groan of the house sounds like the distant jingle of Santa's approaching sleigh.