I've been on a big 60s (and 60s-inspired) music kick lately, stuff like Tommy James & the Shondells, The Ronettes, God Help the Girl, and of course, Miss Dusty Springfield. Is there anyone cooler than Dusty? No. And no one ever will be. (I'm looking at you, "Duffy.")
Dusty's one of those artists who make you say, once you start delving into her catalog, "Oh my god, that was her," about a dozen times. She had fabulous hair, was openly bisexual (in 1970!!!) and pretty much defined the, "mod," sound. She's like a musical Union jack mini-skirt.
So mix up a Manhattan, throw on some Dusty in Memphis, and twist it out with your man (or your lady. Or one of each!)