Homophones!
They’re eluding you!
They slip by every preview.
Homophones! (*clap clap*)
Still learning,
Robert
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Funny thing, the revised lyrics does not change my opinion of the song at all. I bet that comes as a surprise.
Most of the original members of the band did become born again christians.
Zenosays
Good old Don Asmussen is more highly evolved than most cartoonists.
Desert Son, OMsays
Most of the original members of the band did become born again christians.
So did Alice Cooper, apparently. (I only learned that recently.)
Still learning,
Robert
Die Anywaysays
Narwhals, narwhals
swimming in the ocean
‘cuz they are
just dust in the wind
all they are is dust in the……
Ohhh, aaaggghhh now the lyrics in my head are all mixed up.
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Robert, I Alice Cooper’s father was a elder and one of his grandfathers was a minister. I guess it was never far from him and he never escaped it. At least he is low key about it. Just look at his follow Michiganer from the same period, Ted Nugent.
‘shudders’
robsays
i feel sorry for born again christians. how sad to not be born right the first time. and yet, they are still getting it wrong.
daveausays
“Dust in the Wind” was out-earwormed by “Radar Love”. Thanks a lot DesertSon. Good to see you though.
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Steve Albini, between his bands Big Black and Shellac had a short lived band whose name I do not want to say. But there was one really fun homage, “Radar Love Lizard”. Yes, there is the throbbing bass line. There would be a link but I cannot find it on YouTube. I love the opening line.
I am a lizard trapped in a man’s skin.
And the spoken passage.
He chased around the parking lot
Caught me by the arm
Popped off in his hand
it really freaked him
No big deal, I grew an other one
nigelTheBoldsays
Thirty Hellens agree: “Radar Love” is far preferable to “Dust in the Wind.”
It could be worse. It could be that stupid Neil Diamond “America” song, or “I Love A Rainy Night” by Eddie Rabbitt (to to be confused with Roger Rabbit).
Desert Son, OMsays
Janine,
Interesting, thanks. I didn’t know that about Alice’s family. I wonder, too, if his recovery from alcohol abuse contributed to his later affiliation. Sometimes addicts go from one behavior (drinking, for example) to another (say, worshiping gods). Gee Dubya Bush often attributed his “change in ways” to the “discovery” of a “higher power,” and as I recall the occasional commenter here with the handle “Stewart Cowan” professed a number of years sobriety as somehow coterminous with the existence of divinity.
Just look at his follow Michiganer from the same period, Ted Nugent.
Ah, Nugent. I’ll join you in that shudder.
Still learning,
Robert
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Steve Albini has a way to deal with earwigs, start singing “Private Dancer”. An other funny thing, I used to deal with earwigs by blasting Big Black’s album, “Song About Fucking”.
Desert Son, OMsays
daveau,
Thanks a lot DesertSon.
I’m here to help!
Thanks, by the way. It’s nice to be back. :)
Still learning,
Robert
Desert Son, OMsays
nigelTheBold,
It could be worse. It could be that stupid Neil Diamond “America” song, or “I Love A Rainy Night” by Eddie Rabbitt
*shakes fist menacingly*
Careful now! Don’t make me break out C.W. McCall’s “Convoy”! I’m a desperate man and I’m not afraid to use it!
Still learning,
Robert
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Want to know what is really insidious? “Feelings”. Or just about any of Barry Manilow’s his from the seventies. Gack! I am still a child of that time period. When I am old and have lost my mind, I am afraid that I will be reduced to sitting in a corner in the dark and murmuring “I Write The Songs”.
nigelTheBoldsays
Careful now! Don’t make me break out C.W. McCall’s “Convoy”! I’m a desperate man and I’m not afraid to use it!
You wouldn’t dare.
To be fair, Cabover Pete did have his reefer on. And Jimmie truly was hauling hogs.
Desert Son, OMsays
Want to know what is really insidious? “Feelings”.
Low blow, Janine. Low. Blow.
*desperately tries to pull the pin on “Ride Captain Ride” and hurl it into the fray before passing out from shock*
Sorry but I had to get nuclear on everybody’s collective ass.
*is vaporized by the blast wave*
I yield. Claim your wasteland. The soil should be suitable for agriculture in about 10,000 years.
Still learning,
Robert
daveausays
Janine, Nigel & Robert-
Stop it! My head is going to explode!
(Ride Captain Ride? Are you older than I think you are?)
Paulsays
Gee Dubya Bush often attributed his “change in ways” to the “discovery” of a “higher power,”
That is, of course, a major focus of many anti-addiction programs.
The original 12 steps of AA:
1. We admitted we were powerless over alcohol—that our lives had become unmanageable.
2. Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.
3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him.
4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.
5. Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.
6. Were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character.
7. Humbly asked Him to remove our shortcomings.
8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all.
9. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.
10. Continued to take personal inventory and when we were wrong promptly admitted it.
11. Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with God as we understood Him, praying only for knowledge of His will for us and the power to carry that out.
12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to alcoholics, and to practice these principles in all our affairs.
Many of the people in question are old enough to not be exposed to the newer, friendler, less-god pushing AA which is known to say it doesn’t matter if your Higher Power that you are sumbitting to is a rock in your yard (which few people really take seriously, but it’s an attempt to make it not seem religious on the surface of things so there’s no Establishment Clause issues from what I can tell).
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Nigel, I guess I deserved that. I made myself sit though the whole song.
I recently heard Richard’s reaction to it on Fresh Air. He was not pleased. But I do not think the band is mocking the song, they just drew out the creepy element of it.
Darrell Esays
Did someone say “Radar Love Lizard”? Can’t find a video, but here is link for a free ringtone download, at which you can listen to a sample.
Oh, yes, and MC Hawking!
Fuck the damn creationists, those bunch of dumb-ass bitches,
every time I think of them my trigger finger itches.
They want to have their bullshit, taught in public class,
Stephen J. Gould should put his foot right up their ass.
Noah and his ark, Adam and his Eve,
straight up fairy stories even children don’t believe.
I’m not saying there’s no god, that’s not for me to say,
all I’m saying is the Earth was not made in a day.
alarethsays
Brandy, she’s a fine girl. What a good wife she would be.
Silisays
Blind Squirrel FCDsays
Ted Nugent in the news, Is that spittle dripping off his chin?
Sorry. I may have gone a little overboard. (Hah! I slay myself.) Seriously, Maureen McGovern was uncalled for, and I apologize.
I have the “If I Were A Carpenter” album. The Sonic Youth cover of Superstar is by far one of my favorites. Thanks for the link. It made my day, as has this entire exchange.
Upon seeing this thread, and the names of those who were posting therein, I:
a. Did not open it.
b. Did not open it, turned off my laptop, remounted the drive in another, safe, network-incapable machine, and deleted the bookmark to Pharyngula.
c. Opened it, and skimmed it.
d. Opened it, and followed the links.
… if you answered (c), perhaps you’d be interested in our advertisement under ‘special services’, on Craigslist…
(/If you answered (d), we’re assuming you’re already a client anyway.)
nigelTheBoldsays
Besides, I am sure you noticed my counter attack.
Yes. Yes, I did notice. My doctor says I’ll recover (mostly), though he’s never seen a fully retracted penis before.
InaCavesays
Why all the hatin’ on Kansas..come on…”they knew, they knew more than me or you, it was totally something new, oh what were they going to do..”
OK, on second though, maybe not.
daveausays
Janine: Missed it by that much! I have so much to learn from you.
Wow! Both daveau and Janine, MOFMA, OM posted the same video of the same horrible, horrible song, at about the same time! OMG! That can’t be a coincidence!
We must worship Muskrat Susie and Muskrat Sam!
nigelTheBoldsays
Hey! All you youngun’s posting stuff from the 80s. That doesn’t count. This is an all-70s gig here.
Nigel, I listened to your link. Hey, that’s a classic from my youth.
It made me also listen to “Sally Go ‘Round the Roses”, a personal favorite, which brought up two related videos of the Murmaids “Popsicles and Icicles” and the “Ballad of Palladin Have Gun Will Travel.”
I had a 45 of the Murmaids song and I remember watching the TV western Palladin as a kid. My tom boyish sister asked for and received a Palladin toy gun set for Christmas. There is a picture of her with a gun set over a dress. I thought the “Have Gun, Will Travel” business cards that came with the gun were cool.
Anyhow, I digress.
Janine – I also listened to your linked songs yesterday that you want played at your funeral. I think you are planning some scientific study to prove you cannot wake up the dead!
I dared not pull up Bread, or John Denver, or Seals and Crofts. I almost hit you with Carl Douglas (as everyone was indeed Kung Fu Fighting), but I had to draw the line somewhere.
I’m gonna end up pulling up all kinds of sucky 70s music now, just out of a sense of nostalgia.
Hmmm… this thread has now officially turned nostalgic… bringing to the forefront of my memory every long trip to my grandmother’s house I ever took when I was about 7…
…spread out in the velvetty bench seat in the back of my dad’s old Ambassador, watching the streetlights flutter by overhead as I looked up through the rain-covered windows… listening to the squeak and whoosh of the washers and the “click click” of the floor-mounted hi-beam switch as we drove in the rain and dark of the suburban Boston back-roads… listening to the low tones of idle conversation between my parents but never actually hearing what they were saying, unconsciously singing along while Barry Manilow serenaded the alternating light and dark, desperately tired but fighting sleep… deep in thought concerning things I now can scarcely recall… till finally I would drift off to the sounds of the songs we now gleefully roast.
*sigh*
cafeeinesays
Darrel E @103
Can you inform me of the title you used (in due time of course)in said comment? Vevo seems to think Greece doesn’t appreciate its product.
Darrel E @103
Can you inform me of the title you used (in due time of course)in said comment? Vevo seems to think Greece doesn’t appreciate its product.
That should be a link to “The Final Countdown” by the band Europe. I wouldn’t blame a web service for blocking it.
@115
Ah.
The ‘final countdown’ actually has a cultish following in Greece, as it is associated in the public psyche with basketball finals, I wonder why they don’t want us to see…
(Unfortunately, I couldn’t find the version I was looking for, but did find this version.)
Celtic_Evolutionsays
You might as well just take the bus home.
OK… time for all of you to fess up. I’ll readily admit that so far, I have 5 of the songs linked in this thread on my Ipod… including the one Tis just referenced…
I’m slightly embarrassed to admit I have this on my iPod.
Don’t be… there’s a reason it’s been remade like 5 times since the original 10cc version. Good tune…
Oh… and make that 8… ;^)
cafeeinesays
Janine, your post must be along with all those transitional fossils. Show me the post! Just show me the post!
*plugs fingers in ears*
Hey, this is easy! No wonder creationists do it.
*starts to [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mCiFm31O7AY&feature=related]dance[/url]
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
I am breaking format but I have to post this in response to Bilbo Baggins.
Celtic_Evolutionsays
Isn’t PZ in Ireland right now?
Hah! That’s the very first song I ever memorized the words to! (I was still a good little christian boy at that time and loved the whole “Noah’s Ark” story the way any 5 year old boy loves a good make-believe story) Haven’t thought of it in years. And I don’t have it on my ipod… but I’m totally about to!
cafeeinesays
Nigel, don’t worry, you’ll survive the embarassment
True story: I was in Bangkok for business a couple of years ago. One of the local techs took me out to a regular old pub-like joint, with live music. There were 5 different bands, with 5 different musical styles, and 5 different versions of “I Will Survive.”
bbgunn071679says
‘Tis Himself, OM @ 142:
Not impressed? I bring you death (figuratively, of course) on a pale horse.
nigelTheBoldsays
Celtic_Evolution,
Thanks for the words of encouragement. I have to admit, at the time, I liked a lot of the songs posted here.
Of course, I was 12 when the 70s ended. And I lived in a logging camp in Alaska. So I didn’t know any better.
Prince of Dorknesssays
I see on the lower right a suggestion that Rush’s 2112 is *not scientific*! How can it be?
Ah well, the Thinking Man’s Rock Band™ still have “Witch Hunt”, “Roll The Bones” and “Faithless”…
Enya’s only brush with the 70’s was as a member of Clannad, on their album “Fuaim”, which was released in ’81, actually. Clannad, made up of other members of her family, including the wonderful Maire (later pop-anglicanized to “Moya”), started out in the 60’s as “An Clann As Dobhar”, but renamed to “Clannad” in 1973. I have every album that Clannad, Maire, and Enya have ever made. Love them all. Think of me what you will. ;^)
Oh, and I have nothing to add about Abba… I find their stuff fun, and I generally enjoy them.
Quagmiresays
Wow, my favorite band was mentioned at Pharyngula! Kansas is great. ‘Dust in the Wind’ is one of their lesser songs.
FYI Kansas purged itself of its religious fanatic member, Kerry Livgren, way back in the early 1980s. Livgren became a prominent christian music artist and anti-abortion activist. The rest of the band are “normal”.
bbgunn071679says
SirBedevere @ 157:
Hah! Merely a flesh wound, nothing that a few rounds of Irish whiskey or grain alcohol cannot mend!
Thanks for the laughs everyone. Got to leave this party.
Just catching up.
IMO Janine has easily kicked everybody’s ass here. Some of you guys don’t even seem to be playing the right game, even after she was kind enough to offer a cluestick @#108. Please get with the program or STFU.
Cabover Pete did have his reefer on
Dude, a cabover Pete(rbilt) is a truck, not a trucker.
Sorry but I had to get nuclear on everybody’s collective ass.
“Close to You” is a beautiful song and a sterling example of the songwriter’s craft when removed from the syrupy original arrangement.
Here is my penance…I have the “If I Were A Carpenter” album.
Me too. Cracker’s version of “Rainy Days and Mondays” is my fave, and answers the musical question “what if Richard Carpenter was strung out on heroin”?
Sven, funny, I feel the same way about all of those bands except for Queen. I have to like a band that can come up with something as weird as Bohemian Rhapsody.
Silisays
[and then, after a long series of mostly don’t-get-it posts from the non-Janine contingent]
Fuck you, too.
Do you expect me to keep track of when the hell stuff was made? Why would I do that?
I’m playing the earworm game, and I don’t the fuck care what you think you’re doing.
Dude, a cabover Pete(rbilt) is a truck, not a trucker.
No shit. I was just quotin’ lyrics, Dude. From memory.
Was the dark of the moon, on the sixth of June
In a Kenworth, pullin’ logs
Cabover Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy haulin’ hogs
We ‘as headin’ fer bear on I-One-Oh
‘Bout a mile outta Shaky-Town
I sez Pig-Pen, this here’s the Rubber Duck
An’ I’m about to put the hammer down
I took a little liberty, sure. But the only way to make sense of that entire line is to think of “Cabover Pete” as if he were an individual. Otherwise, why they hell would someone in a Kenworth pullin’ logs refer to his vehicle as a Cabover Pete? And why the hell would he need a reefer? (Reefer = “Refrigerator,” for those of you without trucking relatives to interpret this shit for you).
Oh, don’t try to out-C.W. McCall me, my friend. Otherwise, I’ll have to link to Wolf Creek Pass, or Ol’ Sloan.
1. I bought a couple post-conversion Kerry Livgren tapes (yes, cassette tapes) before I freed myself from fundamentalist Xianity. Awful dreck. I still enjoy listening to Kansas though – even Dust in the Wind.
2. We’re Michiganders, not Michiganers (and not Michiganians either).
3. Yes, Uncle Ted is a douche. I’ll claim Jeff Daniels and even Bob Seger, but not Nugent.
Yah, I saw that daveau (?) beat me to it; teach me to fly off the handle, eh?1
My deep secret shame is that I actually like that song. One of my favorite guilty pleasures is the whole subgenre of cutesy-sexy songs like that one (plus another in the same vein from that album that was never a hit), Midnight at the Oasis, Lovin’ You, Poetry Man, etc. I guess it might have something to do with having been a hormone-wracked teenage virgin when songs like that were popular!
Funny thing is, cheesy as they were, SVB did a couple of really great things, including a wonderful cover of Paul Simon’s American Tune (couldn’t find a video, but here’s an audio sample) and the original version of Boulder to Birmingham. I’d always thought that was an Emmylou Harris original, but actually the leader of SVB cowrote it with her, and I like their version better.
1 Though if we got to hear the Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea theme twice, who can complain? Screw flying cars; where’s my damn flying sub?
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
Janine (@185):
Yah, I saw that daveau (?) beat me to it; teach me to fly off the handle, eh?1
My deep secret shame is that I actually like that song. One of my favorite guilty pleasures is the whole subgenre of cutesy-sexy songs like that one (plus another in the same vein from that album that was never a hit), Midnight at the Oasis, Lovin’ You, Poetry Man, etc. I guess it might have something to do with having been a hormone-wracked teenage virgin when songs like that were popular!
Funny thing is, cheesy as they were, SVB did a couple of really great things, including a wonderful cover of Paul Simon’s American Tune (couldn’t find a video) and the original version of Boulder to Birmingham. I’d always thought that was an Emmylou Harris original, but actually the leader of SVB cowrote it with her, and I like their version better.
Scratch that. Better, Norwegianer version found with improved spelling.
erminesays
Otherwise, why they hell would someone in a Kenworth pullin’ logs refer to his vehicle as a Cabover Pete?
Oooh, I -almost- hate to correct you, but I gotta defend my trucker cred! (Daddy was a long-haul driver by the name of ‘Catfish Cowboy’, and I had my own CB handle when I was 5 years old. – It was ‘The giant squid’, so it’s no wonder I feel at home here on Pharyngula.) :)
The song is about a convoy, after all! There are three trucks involved to start, the Kenworth, the cabover Peterbilt with a refrigerated trailer, and the Jimmy that was hauling hogs.
More trucks join in later, but there are already three of them driving together when the song begins. Get it?
10-4, good buddy!
(Damn, but I’ve come a long way since those days.. Still like mah squid though!)
And BTW, if we’re gonna’ talk Queen, BoRhap, much as I love it, is amateur hour: We need to get down to fundamentals!
erminesays
I forgot to mention that ‘Pig-pen’ is the driver of the Jimmy, while RubberDuck is driving the Kenworth. I can’t remember if the driver of the Peterbilt gets mentioned by name or not, it’s been a decade or two since I’ve heard the song.
Still, C.W. McCall and Red Sovine were a couple of the names I remember very well from my early childhood in Kansas and Texas. Ahh, memories.. I could probably quote ‘Wolf Creek Pass’ from memory even now.
nigelTheBoldsays
ermine,
The song is about a convoy, after all! There are three trucks involved to start, the Kenworth, the cabover Peterbilt with a refrigerated trailer, and the Jimmy that was hauling hogs.
Right. But “Cabover Pete” here refers to an individual. So when I said, “Cabover Pete had his reefer on,” it matters not whether “Cabover Pete” was his handle or not. It still is a unique identifier to a specific trucker, even if that trucker is anonymous.
Or am I getting too defensive here? I can’t tell. Too much to drink, you know.
Really? 200+ comments into a Music To Cringe To@copy; thread and nobody’s whipped out this fine young American?
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
The ’70s were a misbegotten decade, one of dubious antecedents and ominous leavings. They were unkempt years, disowned years, years with zits, cleft palates, and, like as not, communicable diseases. The ’70s couldn’t help themselves. They wee recidivist, incontinent and unendearing.
Try to guess where I got that. Sadly, I have to agree.
erminesays
Sorry Nigel, but you’re wrong. In the first lines, he’s describing the trucks in the convoy. He starts with ‘It was the dark of the moon, on the 6th of June in a Kenworth pullin’ logs.’ He’s the RubberDuck, but in the first verse he’s describing the trucks, not the drivers.
The Peterbilt’s driver is never mentioned by name, but the Jimmy’s is – That’s Pig-Pen. ‘RubberDuck’ is the driver of the Kenworth. He’s not referring to the driver when he mentions that ‘cabover Pete’, not when he explicitly includes the CB handles of the drivers of the other two trucks in the next verse.
I’m afraid that you’re getting defensive. Hey, we all make mistakes! I am SO not going to get into a contest of ‘who mauled the words to a song the worst’, I know I’ve made some doozies in my time. (‘Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap’ by AC/DC was one of my favorite songs long before I knew what the actual lyrics were, and boy, did I ever get them wrong! At my age, ‘dirty knees’ came to mind a lot more quickly than ‘dirty deeds’, for example..) Heh.
'Tis Himself, OMsays
Possibly the best known song about Norwegians and war is this one.
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
I do not like the music of John Denver but I have to like and admire him. Dee Snyder, Frank Zappa and John Denver verses the Tipper Gore gang.
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
Well Janine (@209), I confess I spent much of the 70s unkempt, and sporting more than my share of zits, but I was rarely if ever incontinent, and sadly not vulnerable to all the most intriguing communicable diseases.
I did, however, have major crushes on both mother and daughter in this family… which I suppose makes me misbegotten, dubious, and perhaps even ominous.
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
This is the greatest thread ever! A running debate about Convoy! Can you guys throw in the movie based on the song?
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
Janine (@212):
Dee Snyder, Frank Zappa and John Denver…
That’s quite a trio! And their fourth for golf would’ve been…?
Actually, I gather this guy’s a pretty good golfer (when he’s not in church, per Desert Son’s revelation @6).
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
No Bill, that made you a hormone filled heterosexual male adolescent. Also, I knew what it was before I hit the link. Does that make me physic?
No Bill, that made you a hormone filled heterosexual male adolescent.
Natch; what else?
Also, I knew what it was before I hit the link. Does that make me physic?
Probably not even psychic. My thing for Shirley Jones may be a standard deviation or two from the norm, but I can’t imagine anyone, of any gender or persuasion, not having a crush on Laurie Partridge!
Bill, you were right! Not only did my ears bleed, my hair tried to form itself into a hair helmet, perfectly molded and shellacked to the *exact* dimensions of the hair helmet worn by Mr. Goldsboro in your video. Luckily, I was able to thwart the fiendish deed by listening to some Led Zeppelin at high volume. Whew!
otramesays
*twitching uncontrollably
otrame:
Don’t say I didn’t warn you! No worries, though: You’ll be fully recovered in no more than a decade or two.
Oh, and are you going to come and explain to my therapist why all her hard work all those years ago has gone for naught? More importantly, are you going to pay the bills? (do you have any idea how much retcon goes for these days?)
hockeybobssays
(Un)holy crap – I went through the whole thread, and incredibly, this one hasn’t been posted yet… it was so bad, even SCTV had to lampoon it.
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
Party foul @233, otrame: Intentional parody doesn’t count. And besides, Weird Al couldn’t make anyone’s ears bleed; he’s a very talented guy.
It’s not from the 70s, and it’s not cringeworthy, but since you brought Al up, this could pretty much be the theme song for some of us here in Pharyngulaland.
Now if you want music by a guy named Al that better fits the thread, I can accommodate you. OTOH, it’s hard to hate a guy who thinks an 8 minute pop song about the Russian front is a cool thing (Queen fans take note: Roger Taylor on backing vocals and percussion).
Bill @238
“Weird Al couldn’t make anyone’s ears bleed; he’s a very talented guy.”
No arguments here. Actually I like Weird Al’s version better than the original. But this is my favorite of his. You just can’t beat timeless poetry like this:
“I’m stranded all alone in the gas station of love
and I have to use the self-service pumps.”
Pacalsays
Being utterly without mercy listen to this. Here and anothor version Here.
Actually OT in this thread — it’s too new and too good to belong here — but now I’ve caught the fever.
SC OMsays
Nah, Tanya’s too legit.
Oops. I thought it was about either songs that get stuck in your head or the other. I actually love DD, and I don’t care what anyone thinks. It’s much more sophisticated that it first appears, and she was so young! I’ve just listened to it like five times.
Have a side order of vintage pop feminism with that?
The only thing worse than sitting and listening to music is watching other people sit and listen to music. :) Who the hell came up with that idea, anyway?
Patricia, I provided a link. It was called Convoy. It starred Kris Kristofferson and and was directed by Sam Peckinpah.
SC OMsays
This yet?
Patricia, Ignorant Slut OMsays
Damn, I missed the Kristoffherson link.
SC OMsays
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
SC (@249):
Oh, I like Delta Dawn, too. The sad fact is that I like a lot of the allegedly “awful” songs in this thread. I just thought Helen Reddy was more emblematic of the cheesy glory of the 70s; Tanya Tucker has a somewhat more timeless appeal.
Also re I Don’t Know How To Love Him, I shouldn’t admit it in this hotbed of godlessness, but I really like pretty much all the music in Jesus Christ Superstar; as a teen, I had it pretty much completely memorized.
The only thing worse than sitting and listening to music is watching other people sit and listen to music. :) Who the hell came up with that idea, anyway?
You can’t possibly be hatin’ on The Midnight Special can you? You can have your American Bandstand or Top of the Pops; for a formative chunk of my youth, TMSwas music.
Now I find myself stuck on a serious kd lang jag. Enjoy!
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
SC, a long time ago.
Picture, if you will, a room full of fifth grade girls singing that. Unprompted.
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
OK, SC, YouTube free association: Debby Boone led me to Anne Murray led me to… holy smokes, I can’t believe we haven’t had this one yet.
Sven DiMilosays
nuttiest thread Evar
Oh, don’t try to out-C.W. McCall me, my friend. Otherwise, I’ll have to link to Wolf Creek Pass, or Ol’ Sloan.
thanks ermine (@#196 & 210).
Just so you know, I have recently posted Red Sovine vids and am willing to do so again. My friend.
Posted by: Bill Dauphin, OM Author Profile Page | February 5, 2010 7:43 PM
Thank you, Bill. I have always loved that song.
“If a man ever needed dyin’ he did / No one has the right to say what he said / about you…I wish I had you / to talk to”
All of the lyrics are perfect. The OTT string sweetening. “This is the police…you are surrounded…” Fuckin A, man! A-1 Americana! I just listened to it 3 times. *clenched-tentacle salute*
SC @#229: LOL and I’m not kidding
vintage pop feminism
saw that one comin a mile off
Jebus lovin’
ditto
hmm
let’s see
ah
SC OMsays
You can’t possibly be hatin’ on The Midnight Special can you? You can have your American Bandstand or Top of the Pops;
This was my show:
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
Sven:
Funny how I remember all the songs and none of the bands. You could’ve waterboarded me 183 times and I never would’ve come up with “The Original Caste.”
SC:
Gotta’ love those ‘fros! It’s hard to remember we used to dress like that, isn’t it?
SC OMsays
It’s hard to remember we used to dress like that, isn’t it?
How old are you, anyway?
*runs*
Patricia, Ignorant Slut OMsays
How old are you, anyway?
Oh lets see – I watched Tennessee Ernie Ford, Jimmy Dean, Soupy Sales and Lassie…. so you won’t have to run too fast. :)
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
Oh, I could show you pix of me in my Qiana shirts, double-knit bellbottoms, shoulder-length hair (no ‘fro for this pale boy), and glasses with lenses the size of glass hubcaps.
Somewhere in the back of my head, I’m still 17… but the reality is only just short of 3× that.
BTW, this YouTube “drunkard’s walk” can lead interesting places: I knew kd lang was a Neil Young fan, but I didn’t know she’d recorded this. My favorite version is actually not kd’s nor Young’s original but this one by a vocal group called Prelude, which was otherwise in some ways similar to the already-ragged-upon Starland Vocal Band. And, of course, the SVB connection brings us right back around to Emmylou Harris.
My grandparents watched Hee Haw religiously, and so I did, too, when we were visiting them. I was too fucking hip to realize it at the time, but there was a hell of a lot of talent on that show.
The real test of whether you know your Hee Haw is whether you literally laugh out loud when you hear the name of this band.
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
SC, Janine, Patricia? Shall we kill Benjamin (@280)…
I was born after the 70s,
…now or later? ;^)
Patricia, Ignorant Slut OMsays
Eh, killing the little punk may be a bit stern. How about he looses two turns at the spanking couch with the magic piglet?
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Eh, I say that Benjamin sits through fifty plays of The Osmonds’ Crazy Horses. Use the method from A Clockwork Orange to keep his eyes on the screen. After that, he has to wear on of those outfits, in public, for an entire day.
We could strap him to the fainting couch. I have enough chicken feathers for everyone to have a go at him.
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Death by tickle?
The death of one thousand tickles?
SC OMsays
I double dog love you.
Patricia, Ignorant Slut OMsays
There you have it Janine! After that we can baste him in egg whites and fire him over board. Thusly teaching him a valuable lesson about impertinence Pharyngula style.
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
So it’s a choice between blood and gore and guts and veins in our teeth or… feathers?
The Electric Mayhem has some band members that I recogize – Dr. John, Janis Joplin, and Leon Redbone, but I never did guess all of the characters human personas.
Let’s see if the whippersnapper has ever heard of two of the most vomit inducing songs I can remember – Stand By Your Man & She’s Having My Baby. Gag, gag, gag!
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
I linked to Having My Baby much earlier in the day. No one said a word. I would have thought there would have been words of protest.
Anyone who has ever watched The Blues Brither knows Stand By Your Man.
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
Patricia (@293), you mentioned Janis Joplin, who is both too good and too early to be in this thread, and my perversely free-associating mind when immediately to Janis Ian, who’s neither1… and from her, it was just one short Related Videos step to Gilbert O’Sullivan.
I gotta’ go to bed; my head is overfilled with syrupy background strings!
1 I actually adore that song, but it’s apt to be criticized as typically 70s self-indulgent whininess by those who don’t adore it.
I must have been at work – we don’t have Internet access out in the barn (don’t say it Sven) – otherwise I would have given you the gold medal for Having My Baby. It’s the worst ever.
I’ll say adieu for the night, I’ve been invited to go on a car ride. It’s my first occasion since donning the black, so assuming it’s a dress up affair I have to choose something in the old wardrobe to go with the ruby slippers, striped socks, and pointed hat.
Bill Dauphin, OMsays
Dammit, John, I almost went to bed before I saw that!
Ah, well, you gotta’ love a woman named “Juice,” don’t you?
Janine, Mistress Of Foul Mouth Abuse, OMsays
Have a good evening, Witchiepoo.
Patricia, Ignorant Slut OMsays
Ugh – John I used to have that hair do, for about 30 years.
The original singer of that vomit inducing crap was Marilee Rush (I think I have that right) who showed Olde English Sheepdogs as an aside. This shows what trivial crap we learn working at a veterinary hospital.
Also re I Don’t Know How To Love Him, I shouldn’t admit it in this hotbed of godlessness, but I really like pretty much all the music in Jesus Christ Superstar; as a teen, I had it pretty much completely memorized.
Bill Dauphin@255 regarding “I Don’t Know How To Love Him,”
I’ve never been able to listen to that song in quite the same way since my wife described a family vacation to Mexico when she was an adolescent. The band that played in the hotel restaurant only knew about 3 songs in English, which was that one.
Now, summon to your mind, a bunch of mariachi band members singing to each other “I don’t know hoow to luf, hiim…” That song now is owned by that mental image.
'Tis Himself, OMsays
shonny #308
Here’s a Tom Lehrer song about the consequences of love:
(Odd how this stuff improves with a coupla years of not being played all the fscking time.)
frozen_midwestsays
Seventies stuff, huh? Then you must have this:
Sven DiMilosays
And for all those who grew up listening to Dr Demento
The good Dr. D. pronounced my true, full name on the air in 1975. Highlight of my life. I had sent him a computer (NEC mainframe; BASIC)-generated petition for Monty Python’s SPAM.
“that’s not got much SPAM in it”
dnebdal.myopenid.comsays
Hmm, there is a specific band I’ve been waiting for someone to post. Beware the costumes.
(Not to be confused with another song of the same name.)
macwwoodsays
Just had to join in and leave you with these words of wisdom:
Does this mean there finally going to reopen the research on the plausibility of “Radar Love?”
*checks watch, notes half past four, shifts gear*
Still learning,
Robert
Ha, proof that there is no god.
Glen D
http://tinyurl.com/mxaa3p
Dammit dammit dammit dammit dammit!
Dammit.
they’re/there
*sigh*
(To the tune of Hall & Oates “Private Eyes”)
Homophones!
They’re eluding you!
They slip by every preview.
Homophones! (*clap clap*)
Still learning,
Robert
Funny thing, the revised lyrics does not change my opinion of the song at all. I bet that comes as a surprise.
Most of the original members of the band did become born again christians.
Good old Don Asmussen is more highly evolved than most cartoonists.
So did Alice Cooper, apparently. (I only learned that recently.)
Still learning,
Robert
Narwhals, narwhals
swimming in the ocean
‘cuz they are
just dust in the wind
all they are is dust in the……
Ohhh, aaaggghhh now the lyrics in my head are all mixed up.
Robert, I Alice Cooper’s father was a elder and one of his grandfathers was a minister. I guess it was never far from him and he never escaped it. At least he is low key about it. Just look at his follow Michiganer from the same period, Ted Nugent.
‘shudders’
i feel sorry for born again christians. how sad to not be born right the first time. and yet, they are still getting it wrong.
“Dust in the Wind” was out-earwormed by “Radar Love”. Thanks a lot DesertSon. Good to see you though.
Steve Albini, between his bands Big Black and Shellac had a short lived band whose name I do not want to say. But there was one really fun homage, “Radar Love Lizard”. Yes, there is the throbbing bass line. There would be a link but I cannot find it on YouTube. I love the opening line.
I am a lizard trapped in a man’s skin.
And the spoken passage.
He chased around the parking lot
Caught me by the arm
Popped off in his hand
it really freaked him
No big deal, I grew an other one
Thirty Hellens agree: “Radar Love” is far preferable to “Dust in the Wind.”
It could be worse. It could be that stupid Neil Diamond “America” song, or “I Love A Rainy Night” by Eddie Rabbitt (to to be confused with Roger Rabbit).
Janine,
Interesting, thanks. I didn’t know that about Alice’s family. I wonder, too, if his recovery from alcohol abuse contributed to his later affiliation. Sometimes addicts go from one behavior (drinking, for example) to another (say, worshiping gods). Gee Dubya Bush often attributed his “change in ways” to the “discovery” of a “higher power,” and as I recall the occasional commenter here with the handle “Stewart Cowan” professed a number of years sobriety as somehow coterminous with the existence of divinity.
Ah, Nugent. I’ll join you in that shudder.
Still learning,
Robert
Steve Albini has a way to deal with earwigs, start singing “Private Dancer”. An other funny thing, I used to deal with earwigs by blasting Big Black’s album, “Song About Fucking”.
daveau,
I’m here to help!
Thanks, by the way. It’s nice to be back. :)
Still learning,
Robert
nigelTheBold,
*shakes fist menacingly*
Careful now! Don’t make me break out C.W. McCall’s “Convoy”! I’m a desperate man and I’m not afraid to use it!
Still learning,
Robert
Want to know what is really insidious? “Feelings”. Or just about any of Barry Manilow’s his from the seventies. Gack! I am still a child of that time period. When I am old and have lost my mind, I am afraid that I will be reduced to sitting in a corner in the dark and murmuring “I Write The Songs”.
You wouldn’t dare.
To be fair, Cabover Pete did have his reefer on. And Jimmie truly was hauling hogs.
Low blow, Janine. Low. Blow.
*desperately tries to pull the pin on “Ride Captain Ride” and hurl it into the fray before passing out from shock*
Still learning,
Robert
Sorry but I had to get nuclear on everybody’s collective ass.
At least we still have They Might Be Giants’ “Here Comes Science” CD…
That’s it. Mutual assured destruction.
*is vaporized by the blast wave*
I yield. Claim your wasteland. The soil should be suitable for agriculture in about 10,000 years.
Still learning,
Robert
Janine, Nigel & Robert-
Stop it! My head is going to explode!
(Ride Captain Ride? Are you older than I think you are?)
That is, of course, a major focus of many anti-addiction programs.
The original 12 steps of AA:
Many of the people in question are old enough to not be exposed to the newer, friendler, less-god pushing AA which is known to say it doesn’t matter if your Higher Power that you are sumbitting to is a rock in your yard (which few people really take seriously, but it’s an attempt to make it not seem religious on the surface of things so there’s no Establishment Clause issues from what I can tell).
Nigel, I guess I deserved that. I made myself sit though the whole song.
Here is my penance.
I recently heard Richard’s reaction to it on Fresh Air. He was not pleased. But I do not think the band is mocking the song, they just drew out the creepy element of it.
Did someone say “Radar Love Lizard”? Can’t find a video, but here is link for a free ringtone download, at which you can listen to a sample.
Radar Love Lizard.
Don’t you mean Muzak assisted dementia?
Oh, yes, and MC Hawking!
Fuck the damn creationists, those bunch of dumb-ass bitches,
every time I think of them my trigger finger itches.
They want to have their bullshit, taught in public class,
Stephen J. Gould should put his foot right up their ass.
Noah and his ark, Adam and his Eve,
straight up fairy stories even children don’t believe.
I’m not saying there’s no god, that’s not for me to say,
all I’m saying is the Earth was not made in a day.
Brandy, she’s a fine girl. What a good wife she would be.
Ted Nugent in the news, Is that spittle dripping off his chin?
BS
Evil, evil grin and diabolical laughter.
Janine, MOFMA, OM,
Sorry. I may have gone a little overboard. (Hah! I slay myself.) Seriously, Maureen McGovern was uncalled for, and I apologize.
I have the “If I Were A Carpenter” album. The Sonic Youth cover of Superstar is by far one of my favorites. Thanks for the link. It made my day, as has this entire exchange.
Of course, if I were really evil, I’d post this.
Narwhals, narwhals
swimming in the ocean
‘cuz they are. . .
WALKING ON SUNSHINE, WOOOW, WALKING ON SUNSHINE.
Nigel, I fired the first shot. All is justified. Besides, I am sure you noticed my counter attack.
In self defense.
Death By Treacle.
And I said, “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s?”
I will bury you!
OK. You asked for it.
Measure your tendency toward masochism:
Upon seeing this thread, and the names of those who were posting therein, I:
a. Did not open it.
b. Did not open it, turned off my laptop, remounted the drive in another, safe, network-incapable machine, and deleted the bookmark to Pharyngula.
c. Opened it, and skimmed it.
d. Opened it, and followed the links.
… if you answered (c), perhaps you’d be interested in our advertisement under ‘special services’, on Craigslist…
(/If you answered (d), we’re assuming you’re already a client anyway.)
Yes. Yes, I did notice. My doctor says I’ll recover (mostly), though he’s never seen a fully retracted penis before.
Why all the hatin’ on Kansas..come on…”they knew, they knew more than me or you, it was totally something new, oh what were they going to do..”
OK, on second though, maybe not.
Janine: Missed it by that much! I have so much to learn from you.
Pffft… amateurs.
Wow! Both daveau and Janine, MOFMA, OM posted the same video of the same horrible, horrible song, at about the same time! OMG! That can’t be a coincidence!
We must worship Muskrat Susie and Muskrat Sam!
Hey! All you youngun’s posting stuff from the 80s. That doesn’t count. This is an all-70s gig here.
Oh, yeah. Here’s a nice little stink bomb. Choke on that, Boy Wonder!
Do I have to turn this car around?
Darrell, I actually like Minnie Ripperton.
In an attempt to fend off nigelTheBold at 35.
Back At Ya.
That’s it. You forced me into it, daveau.
It’s time you learned what pain really is.
Kablam!
UUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuhhhhhggggg!
NOT SOLID GOLD! PLEEEAAASSSSEEEEeeeee …!!!
Nigel, I listened to your link. Hey, that’s a classic from my youth.
It made me also listen to “Sally Go ‘Round the Roses”, a personal favorite, which brought up two related videos of the Murmaids “Popsicles and Icicles” and the “Ballad of Palladin Have Gun Will Travel.”
I had a 45 of the Murmaids song and I remember watching the TV western Palladin as a kid. My tom boyish sister asked for and received a Palladin toy gun set for Christmas. There is a picture of her with a gun set over a dress. I thought the “Have Gun, Will Travel” business cards that came with the gun were cool.
Anyhow, I digress.
Janine – I also listened to your linked songs yesterday that you want played at your funeral. I think you are planning some scientific study to prove you cannot wake up the dead!
Good bye my friend, it’s hard to die. When all of the birds singing in the sky.
Very Well.
Behold the horror…
daveau, I concede. You win.
I dared not pull up Bread, or John Denver, or Seals and Crofts. I almost hit you with Carl Douglas (as everyone was indeed Kung Fu Fighting), but I had to draw the line somewhere.
I’m gonna end up pulling up all kinds of sucky 70s music now, just out of a sense of nostalgia.
Anyone up for some Lobo, or Pablo Cruise?
The cavalry arrives…
I’m just firing indiscriminately now. Kerpow!
It’s no fun reading all the links when I can’t play, but youtube is blocked at work and all the fun is usually over by the time I get home… :(
Me to. And a few of the other songs that have been lobbed into this thread. Some really are awful though.
You might’ve beat me, daveau and Janine, but I’m not going down without a fight.
I’m sorry, but you guys asked for it.
I strongly suggest you seek shelter.
Nigel @ 63
You’re hitting below the belt.
Hah! I’ve been saving this… but since you all are bringing the big guns out… whammo!
Darrell E — George Clinton is DA BOMB!
Okay, so P-Funk is one of my secret vices. Sue me.
nigel@58-
Why, yes, I am willing to stoop to Bread. And Lobo. Was searchin’ it while you were threatening it. Leo Sayer was next.
I have to stop playing anyway. I’m not getting any work done.
triskelethecat@61-
You’re lucky; it’s like you’re in a concrete bunker. It’s brutal out here. The only thing saving me is the fact that I have no audio at work.
Time to fire the magic gun…
You might consider Alan Parsons Project’s “Genesis 1:32.”
Billy, keep your head low
You’ve got a place to go
Could it be finally I’m turning towards home?
Turning home? No, you’re lost.
Is the battle over yet?
I feel so insecure. Cause, you know, my hair.
All right you fuckers. It’s on.
On, I tell you…
You cannot win here. In this game, the only winning move is not to play…
Now what’s the name of that song again? My memory fails me.
Flee, while you still can…
I know every crack in the dirty sideways of Broadway.
I will not yield. I will not stop…
Crap. I wish I knew how to script HTML. I’d lob an Air Supply vid into the fray.
I have no shame. I have no conscience…
No
AJ, you posted the wrong version of Da Doo Run Run. Think K-Billy.
Flee?
(/And I have absolutely no taste.)
I know the thread goes down rather than up, but I don’t recall any spelunker songs, only mountaineering.
Cafeeine @86
Expertly lobbed. Thanks!
Okay. I know this is really low, cliche even. This has got to be the most ear worm inducing song ever. Not to mention the most horrible.
So BEHOLD…
The END of LIFE as you know it.
This is for all of the drag queens out in the audience.
Time to go beddy-byes
Not exactly spelunking…
Actually, that was a pretty poor performance by dame Kiri (but what do I know).
But we’ll always have the dream.
(O’Toole is the (still) living proof that the Oscars really are utterly meaningless – if Gattaca losing to Titanic wasn’t proof enough.)
Girl, you just don’t realize what you do to me.
Dang.
Dream? What dream?
Almost a hundred posts? Do I need to break out the big guns?
(Finally listened to the OP. Not my thing, but not bad.)
I’m a lucky fellow and I just gotta tell her that I love her endlessly.
And if I can’t find my way home, it just wouldn’t be fair.
There Is No One To Blame.
The problem with these threads comes when some bastard tries to get all esoteric…
Hmmm… this thread has now officially turned nostalgic… bringing to the forefront of my memory every long trip to my grandmother’s house I ever took when I was about 7…
…spread out in the velvetty bench seat in the back of my dad’s old Ambassador, watching the streetlights flutter by overhead as I looked up through the rain-covered windows… listening to the squeak and whoosh of the washers and the “click click” of the floor-mounted hi-beam switch as we drove in the rain and dark of the suburban Boston back-roads… listening to the low tones of idle conversation between my parents but never actually hearing what they were saying, unconsciously singing along while Barry Manilow serenaded the alternating light and dark, desperately tired but fighting sleep… deep in thought concerning things I now can scarcely recall… till finally I would drift off to the sounds of the songs we now gleefully roast.
*sigh*
Darrel E @103
Can you inform me of the title you used (in due time of course)in said comment? Vevo seems to think Greece doesn’t appreciate its product.
A peace offering. Wanna dance?
How Sweet It Can Be.
Come on people, this about the super sounds of the seventies.
Out there somewhere…
This is getting silly.
I demand you stop now.
I’m serious. This is the final countdown.
Sili at #100
Loved that! Have never heard of that group before. Thanks.
Another peace offering…
Look at what you’ve done, why you’ve become a grown up girl.
Even when when I was nine, this line caused me to roll my eyes and groan.
Oh, there shall be no peace until the earth is is scorched and the rivers run red with the blood of bleeding ears!
That should be a link to “The Final Countdown” by the band Europe. I wouldn’t blame a web service for blocking it.
Incoming! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4HmRhnoa38
@115
Ah.
The ‘final countdown’ actually has a cultish following in Greece, as it is associated in the public psyche with basketball finals, I wonder why they don’t want us to see…
You guys are just Weakly Interacting Massive Particles.
You might as well just take the bus home.
Fuck it! I’m back in!
Rocket launchers not needed…
(Unfortunately, I couldn’t find the version I was looking for, but did find this version.)
OK… time for all of you to fess up. I’ll readily admit that so far, I have 5 of the songs linked in this thread on my Ipod… including the one Tis just referenced…
Who’s going to share my shame? Come on…
How about something a little more mellow?
Might as well lasso ’em home.
Lasso this one.
Not the original artist, but this just adds to the suckitude.
‘Tis,
I’ll see your bus and raise you a John Deere.
[crocodile_dundee]
That’s not mellow. This is mellow
[/crocodile_dundee]
Did somebody say lasso?
Lasso?
So much 70s suckiness, so little time.
Stupid earthlings. You’ve brought knives to a phaser fight. You’ve brought knives to a gunfight. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-yy2URAYqU
Have you never been mellow?
You had to go there, didn’t you?
Did someone say mellow?
(I think I’ve linked that one in The Thread – apparently young Marjanovi´c didn’t know The Graduate.)
Cafeeine, pardner, I been you to that one a long time ago. Hell, I quoted one of the lines of the song.
Isn’t PZ in Ireland right now?
I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve got this one on my iPod.
Ok… now I’m up to 7…
I’m slightly embarrassed to admit I have this on my iPod.
Sometimes, all I can do is hang my head and weep.
bbgunn071679 #172
That don’t impress me much.
Don’t be… there’s a reason it’s been remade like 5 times since the original 10cc version. Good tune…
Oh… and make that 8… ;^)
Janine, your post must be along with all those transitional fossils. Show me the post! Just show me the post!
*plugs fingers in ears*
Hey, this is easy! No wonder creationists do it.
*starts to [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mCiFm31O7AY&feature=related]dance[/url]
I am breaking format but I have to post this in response to Bilbo Baggins.
Hah! That’s the very first song I ever memorized the words to! (I was still a good little christian boy at that time and loved the whole “Noah’s Ark” story the way any 5 year old boy loves a good make-believe story) Haven’t thought of it in years. And I don’t have it on my ipod… but I’m totally about to!
Nigel, don’t worry, you’ll survive the embarassment
@144 Formatting fail.
For the bored.
url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mCiFm31O7AY
Aaaargh!
I’ll readily admit that so far, I have 5 of the songs linked in this thread on my Ipod.
I’ve only got one so far (of the links I’ve clicked)…but I’m adding some now that I’ve been reminded of the fine music of the 1970s.
There’s always Enya and Abba.
cafeeine,
True story: I was in Bangkok for business a couple of years ago. One of the local techs took me out to a regular old pub-like joint, with live music. There were 5 different bands, with 5 different musical styles, and 5 different versions of “I Will Survive.”
‘Tis Himself, OM @ 142:
Not impressed? I bring you death (figuratively, of course) on a pale horse.
Celtic_Evolution,
Thanks for the words of encouragement. I have to admit, at the time, I liked a lot of the songs posted here.
Of course, I was 12 when the 70s ended. And I lived in a logging camp in Alaska. So I didn’t know any better.
I see on the lower right a suggestion that Rush’s 2112 is *not scientific*! How can it be?
Ah well, the Thinking Man’s Rock Band™ still have “Witch Hunt”, “Roll The Bones” and “Faithless”…
Cafeeine, go to #82.
‘raspberry’
“Going nuclear”? Bringing “knives to a phaser fight”? Feh! What everyone seems to be afraid of is the weapon to terrible to be mentioned, let alone used
There. It had to be done.
Enya’s only brush with the 70’s was as a member of Clannad, on their album “Fuaim”, which was released in ’81, actually. Clannad, made up of other members of her family, including the wonderful Maire (later pop-anglicanized to “Moya”), started out in the 60’s as “An Clann As Dobhar”, but renamed to “Clannad” in 1973. I have every album that Clannad, Maire, and Enya have ever made. Love them all. Think of me what you will. ;^)
Oh, and I have nothing to add about Abba… I find their stuff fun, and I generally enjoy them.
Wow, my favorite band was mentioned at Pharyngula! Kansas is great. ‘Dust in the Wind’ is one of their lesser songs.
FYI Kansas purged itself of its religious fanatic member, Kerry Livgren, way back in the early 1980s. Livgren became a prominent christian music artist and anti-abortion activist. The rest of the band are “normal”.
SirBedevere @ 157:
Hah! Merely a flesh wound, nothing that a few rounds of Irish whiskey or grain alcohol cannot mend!
Thanks for the laughs everyone. Got to leave this party.
And God likes guns, doves are hawks and Jesus walks in Idaho
And the food we buy won’t go bad but the cows are mad and the chickens glow…
(If memory serves me right, I was at that concert.)
Pretend all you like, but take a chance on PeeZee.
If one is going to pull out some bug fuck insane Shatner, at least use the right decade.
Just catching up.
IMO Janine has easily kicked everybody’s ass here. Some of you guys don’t even seem to be playing the right game, even after she was kind enough to offer a cluestick @#108. Please get with the program or STFU.
Dude, a cabover Pete(rbilt) is a truck, not a trucker.
“Close to You” is a beautiful song and a sterling example of the songwriter’s craft when removed from the syrupy original arrangement.
Me too. Cracker’s version of “Rainy Days and Mondays” is my fave, and answers the musical question “what if Richard Carpenter was strung out on heroin”?
that was…spooky. Which reminds me…
You didn’t just post the P-Funk in an ironic fashion, did you?
DID YOU???
[and then, after a long series of mostly don’t-get-it posts from the non-Janine contingent]
Fuck you!
OK, re the OP, these are the Bands I Hate with a white-hot burning Hate:
Journey
Foreigner
Kansas
Styx
Queen
Supertramp
that is all
ABBA fired the first shot.
Then someone pressed the big red button and sent us into the nuclear winter of earworms.
Sven, funny, I feel the same way about all of those bands except for Queen. I have to like a band that can come up with something as weird as Bohemian Rhapsody.
Fuck you, too.
Do you expect me to keep track of when the hell stuff was made? Why would I do that?
I’m playing the earworm game, and I don’t the fuck care what you think you’re doing.
But spooky, yes.
*shrug*
For the record, my “fuck you” was aimed directly and specifically at the rickroller.
Do you expect me to keep track of when the hell stuff was made? Why would I do that?
For me, it is easy. It is all of the stuff I heard before I develop my own tastes and starting controlling what I listened to.
Remember to stick with the original.
Mine apologies. Just trying to channel the starfart. Guess it needs work.
(And copyright protection protected me from the ‘roll. Who the hell uses proprietary Rickrolls?)
Bugger. That Enya thingie killed my starfart.
I suspect his heart is more in the remake.
It’s raining squid. Cephalopods, yeah!
We like fun and never fight.
Technically, its not eligible, but what the hell, since you posted the original…
Sili, it really is a simple concept.
Cafeeine, it should come as no surprise that I have a weakness for Xena. I for got about that one.
Spread your tiny wings and fly away.
I don’t think that is an electric jug he is playing.
No shit. I was just quotin’ lyrics, Dude. From memory.
I took a little liberty, sure. But the only way to make sense of that entire line is to think of “Cabover Pete” as if he were an individual. Otherwise, why they hell would someone in a Kenworth pullin’ logs refer to his vehicle as a Cabover Pete? And why the hell would he need a reefer? (Reefer = “Refrigerator,” for those of you without trucking relatives to interpret this shit for you).
Oh, don’t try to out-C.W. McCall me, my friend. Otherwise, I’ll have to link to Wolf Creek Pass, or Ol’ Sloan.
Oh, I don’t think you’re tacky enough.
IMHO it is daveau @ 49 FT fuckin’W! Dear Dog!
I despised that POS song, and I hate you for reminding me of it!
OK, Janine (@82), you hadda’ go an’ hate on Glen Campbell, eh?
Time to go thermonuclear!
That doesn’t automatically ensure I can’t fsck it up. Unfortunately.
It’s not like I was even born for most of the seventies.
I’m not sure I not being alive in the sixties is a good thing or not.
But back to the atheistic seventies.
This is one of the most sleazy songs I know of. I feel icky.
Bill, someone already dropped that one. Remember when David Letterman hosted their variety show?
On second though, those sixties weren’t all bad.
I had to remind myself of variety shows. Damn but my youth was a wasteland.
A few points:
1. I bought a couple post-conversion Kerry Livgren tapes (yes, cassette tapes) before I freed myself from fundamentalist Xianity. Awful dreck. I still enjoy listening to Kansas though – even Dust in the Wind.
2. We’re Michiganders, not Michiganers (and not Michiganians either).
3. Yes, Uncle Ted is a douche. I’ll claim Jeff Daniels and even Bob Seger, but not Nugent.
This one’s a little strange. The language is Norwegian.
Janine (@185):
Yah, I saw that daveau (?) beat me to it; teach me to fly off the handle, eh?1
My deep secret shame is that I actually like that song. One of my favorite guilty pleasures is the whole subgenre of cutesy-sexy songs like that one (plus another in the same vein from that album that was never a hit), Midnight at the Oasis, Lovin’ You, Poetry Man, etc. I guess it might have something to do with having been a hormone-wracked teenage virgin when songs like that were popular!
Funny thing is, cheesy as they were, SVB did a couple of really great things, including a wonderful cover of Paul Simon’s American Tune (couldn’t find a video, but here’s an audio sample) and the original version of Boulder to Birmingham. I’d always thought that was an Emmylou Harris original, but actually the leader of SVB cowrote it with her, and I like their version better.
OK, now that I’ve totally trashed any respect y’all might’ve had for me, I’ll “play you out” with a slightly hipper version of one of those songs.
1 Though if we got to hear the Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea theme twice, who can complain? Screw flying cars; where’s my damn flying sub?
Janine (@185):
Yah, I saw that daveau (?) beat me to it; teach me to fly off the handle, eh?1
My deep secret shame is that I actually like that song. One of my favorite guilty pleasures is the whole subgenre of cutesy-sexy songs like that one (plus another in the same vein from that album that was never a hit), Midnight at the Oasis, Lovin’ You, Poetry Man, etc. I guess it might have something to do with having been a hormone-wracked teenage virgin when songs like that were popular!
Funny thing is, cheesy as they were, SVB did a couple of really great things, including a wonderful cover of Paul Simon’s American Tune (couldn’t find a video) and the original version of Boulder to Birmingham. I’d always thought that was an Emmylou Harris original, but actually the leader of SVB cowrote it with her, and I like their version better.
OK, now that I’ve totally trashed any respect y’all might’ve had for me, I’ll “play you out” with a slightly hipper version of one of those songs.
1 Though if we got to hear the Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea theme twice, who can complain? Screw flying cars; where’s my damn flying sub?
Mistress Janine, I too like Queen (those of you who don’t can bite me) and love Bohemian Rhapsody. This is my favorite version.
Damn. Embarrassing that I can’t understand Norwegian.
Speaking of Norwegians and war.
Mama works it.
I’m surprised nobody’s yet mentioned what this thread really needs!
Scratch that. Better, Norwegianer version found with improved spelling.
Oooh, I -almost- hate to correct you, but I gotta defend my trucker cred! (Daddy was a long-haul driver by the name of ‘Catfish Cowboy’, and I had my own CB handle when I was 5 years old. – It was ‘The giant squid’, so it’s no wonder I feel at home here on Pharyngula.) :)
The song is about a convoy, after all! There are three trucks involved to start, the Kenworth, the cabover Peterbilt with a refrigerated trailer, and the Jimmy that was hauling hogs.
More trucks join in later, but there are already three of them driving together when the song begins. Get it?
10-4, good buddy!
(Damn, but I’ve come a long way since those days.. Still like mah squid though!)
Bout a hundred cops are dead.
Crazy music playing in the morning light.
Janine, between 193 and 197, you’ve put me in a law enforcement frame of mind.
Now for an instrumental break.
And BTW, if we’re gonna’ talk Queen, BoRhap, much as I love it, is amateur hour: We need to get down to fundamentals!
I forgot to mention that ‘Pig-pen’ is the driver of the Jimmy, while RubberDuck is driving the Kenworth. I can’t remember if the driver of the Peterbilt gets mentioned by name or not, it’s been a decade or two since I’ve heard the song.
Still, C.W. McCall and Red Sovine were a couple of the names I remember very well from my early childhood in Kansas and Texas. Ahh, memories.. I could probably quote ‘Wolf Creek Pass’ from memory even now.
ermine,
Right. But “Cabover Pete” here refers to an individual. So when I said, “Cabover Pete had his reefer on,” it matters not whether “Cabover Pete” was his handle or not. It still is a unique identifier to a specific trucker, even if that trucker is anonymous.
Or am I getting too defensive here? I can’t tell. Too much to drink, you know.
…and yet another love song to the Queen haters.
Paper Lace? You’re gonna pull out Paper Lace?
Okay. That did it.
Consider yourself Jigsawed.
Hides a smile when she’s wearing a frown.
A while back, I confessed to liking the cutesy-sexy oeuvre, but even I don’t think Rod’s sexy.
Really? 200+ comments into a Music To Cringe To@copy; thread and nobody’s whipped out this fine young American?
The ’70s were a misbegotten decade, one of dubious antecedents and ominous leavings. They were unkempt years, disowned years, years with zits, cleft palates, and, like as not, communicable diseases. The ’70s couldn’t help themselves. They wee recidivist, incontinent and unendearing.
Try to guess where I got that. Sadly, I have to agree.
Sorry Nigel, but you’re wrong. In the first lines, he’s describing the trucks in the convoy. He starts with ‘It was the dark of the moon, on the 6th of June in a Kenworth pullin’ logs.’ He’s the RubberDuck, but in the first verse he’s describing the trucks, not the drivers.
The Peterbilt’s driver is never mentioned by name, but the Jimmy’s is – That’s Pig-Pen. ‘RubberDuck’ is the driver of the Kenworth. He’s not referring to the driver when he mentions that ‘cabover Pete’, not when he explicitly includes the CB handles of the drivers of the other two trucks in the next verse.
I’m afraid that you’re getting defensive. Hey, we all make mistakes! I am SO not going to get into a contest of ‘who mauled the words to a song the worst’, I know I’ve made some doozies in my time. (‘Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap’ by AC/DC was one of my favorite songs long before I knew what the actual lyrics were, and boy, did I ever get them wrong! At my age, ‘dirty knees’ came to mind a lot more quickly than ‘dirty deeds’, for example..) Heh.
Possibly the best known song about Norwegians and war is this one.
I do not like the music of John Denver but I have to like and admire him. Dee Snyder, Frank Zappa and John Denver verses the Tipper Gore gang.
Well Janine (@209), I confess I spent much of the 70s unkempt, and sporting more than my share of zits, but I was rarely if ever incontinent, and sadly not vulnerable to all the most intriguing communicable diseases.
I did, however, have major crushes on both mother and daughter in this family… which I suppose makes me misbegotten, dubious, and perhaps even ominous.
This is the greatest thread ever! A running debate about Convoy! Can you guys throw in the movie based on the song?
Janine (@212):
That’s quite a trio! And their fourth for golf would’ve been…?
Actually, I gather this guy’s a pretty good golfer (when he’s not in church, per Desert Son’s revelation @6).
No Bill, that made you a hormone filled heterosexual male adolescent. Also, I knew what it was before I hit the link. Does that make me physic?
Shoot, Janine, they’re not even fighting over the right truckin’ movie.
;^)
A cabover pete is a Peterbilt truck with the cab of the truck sitting above the front axle and engine.
Wait! The film was based on the song?
Damn.
(Never made sense of the lyrics, myself. The “Conwoyyyyyy” is enough for me.)
Yes, Sili, there was a movie.
Natch; what else?
Probably not even psychic. My thing for Shirley Jones may be a standard deviation or two from the norm, but I can’t imagine anyone, of any gender or persuasion, not having a crush on Laurie Partridge!
Is it weird that I still think Susan Dey is hot?
Didn’t see this one yet – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R5Wpn3dFrEs
It makes my ears bleed.
Hah, hockeybobs! More than just your ears will bleed if you dare click on this evil deed!
Then you clearly haven’t seen “Oh God”.
No, I never watched that movie. And I gave my reason. And I also like and admire Dee Snyder despite his making making of Strangeland.
Yeah, but he made up for it by singing We Ain’t Gonna Take It.
It was more an attempt at poking fun at the movie than at your respect for John Denver… sorry if it came across the wrong way.
No worries, I read it as you mean it. I am sorry I sounded defensive.
*sobs*
I can’t believe I missed this whole thread!
Bill, I love you I do, but what you did at #223…
I don’t know if I can forgive that. My MOST HATED SONG OF ALL TIME and you managed to pick it out.
Damn you.
Queen was one of my favourite bands, and Drowse one of my favourite songs.
otrame:
Don’t say I didn’t warn you! No worries, though: You’ll be fully recovered in no more than a decade or two.
Speaking of ears bleeding.
This yet?
Bill, you were right! Not only did my ears bleed, my hair tried to form itself into a hair helmet, perfectly molded and shellacked to the *exact* dimensions of the hair helmet worn by Mr. Goldsboro in your video. Luckily, I was able to thwart the fiendish deed by listening to some Led Zeppelin at high volume. Whew!
*twitching uncontrollably
Oh, and are you going to come and explain to my therapist why all her hard work all those years ago has gone for naught? More importantly, are you going to pay the bills? (do you have any idea how much retcon goes for these days?)
(Un)holy crap – I went through the whole thread, and incredibly, this one hasn’t been posted yet… it was so bad, even SCTV had to lampoon it.
Party foul @233, otrame: Intentional parody doesn’t count. And besides, Weird Al couldn’t make anyone’s ears bleed; he’s a very talented guy.
It’s not from the 70s, and it’s not cringeworthy, but since you brought Al up, this could pretty much be the theme song for some of us here in Pharyngulaland.
Now if you want music by a guy named Al that better fits the thread, I can accommodate you. OTOH, it’s hard to hate a guy who thinks an 8 minute pop song about the Russian front is a cool thing (Queen fans take note: Roger Taylor on backing vocals and percussion).
A late contribution: Is That All There Is?
Not exactly nostalgia, because the song’s ten years older than I am. But it’s from my absolute favorite movie, After Hours.
Here’s the SCTV parody of my last post (with some additional cringe-worthy material);
SC (@234):
Nah, Tanya’s too legit. If you want genuine 70s cheese (port wine cheese, perhaps?), you need this version.
Have a side order of vintage pop feminism with that? And maybe a little Jebus lovin’ for dessert?
Bill @238
“Weird Al couldn’t make anyone’s ears bleed; he’s a very talented guy.”
No arguments here. Actually I like Weird Al’s version better than the original. But this is my favorite of his. You just can’t beat timeless poetry like this:
“I’m stranded all alone in the gas station of love
and I have to use the self-service pumps.”
Being utterly without mercy listen to this.
Here and anothor version Here.
I am pure evil.
Enjoy your stay in the park.
I see your Gino and raise you a Leo Now dance the night away!
MrFire (239):
I think I’ve posted that very clip here on Pharyngula in the past. I know I’ve posted this one.
Peggy Lee is the fuckin’ bomb!
How do you do?
I am dumbfounded.
Smokie & the Bandit? (Convoy movie)
Actually OT in this thread — it’s too new and too good to belong here — but now I’ve caught the fever.
Oops. I thought it was about either songs that get stuck in your head or the other. I actually love DD, and I don’t care what anyone thinks. It’s much more sophisticated that it first appears, and she was so young! I’ve just listened to it like five times.
The only thing worse than sitting and listening to music is watching other people sit and listen to music. :) Who the hell came up with that idea, anyway?
Patricia (@247):
No, SatB is the good trucker movie. “I only take my hat off for one thing!”
Patricia, I provided a link. It was called Convoy. It starred Kris Kristofferson and and was directed by Sam Peckinpah.
This yet?
Damn, I missed the Kristoffherson link.
SC (@249):
Oh, I like Delta Dawn, too. The sad fact is that I like a lot of the allegedly “awful” songs in this thread. I just thought Helen Reddy was more emblematic of the cheesy glory of the 70s; Tanya Tucker has a somewhat more timeless appeal.
Also re I Don’t Know How To Love Him, I shouldn’t admit it in this hotbed of godlessness, but I really like pretty much all the music in Jesus Christ Superstar; as a teen, I had it pretty much completely memorized.
You can’t possibly be hatin’ on The Midnight Special can you? You can have your American Bandstand or Top of the Pops; for a formative chunk of my youth, TMS was music.
Now I find myself stuck on a serious kd lang jag. Enjoy!
SC, a long time ago.
Picture, if you will, a room full of fifth grade girls singing that. Unprompted.
OK, SC, YouTube free association: Debby Boone led me to Anne Murray led me to… holy smokes, I can’t believe we haven’t had this one yet.
nuttiest thread Evar
thanks ermine (@#196 & 210).
Just so you know, I have recently posted Red Sovine vids and am willing to do so again. My friend.
Thank you, Bill. I have always loved that song.
“If a man ever needed dyin’ he did / No one has the right to say what he said / about you…I wish I had you / to talk to”
All of the lyrics are perfect. The OTT string sweetening. “This is the police…you are surrounded…” Fuckin A, man! A-1 Americana! I just listened to it 3 times.
*clenched-tentacle salute*
SC @#229: LOL and I’m not kidding
saw that one comin a mile off
ditto
hmm
let’s see
ah
This was my show:
Sven:
Funny how I remember all the songs and none of the bands. You could’ve waterboarded me 183 times and I never would’ve come up with “The Original Caste.”
SC:
Gotta’ love those ‘fros! It’s hard to remember we used to dress like that, isn’t it?
How old are you, anyway?
*runs*
Oh lets see – I watched Tennessee Ernie Ford, Jimmy Dean, Soupy Sales and Lassie…. so you won’t have to run too fast. :)
Oh, I could show you pix of me in my Qiana shirts, double-knit bellbottoms, shoulder-length hair (no ‘fro for this pale boy), and glasses with lenses the size of glass hubcaps.
Somewhere in the back of my head, I’m still 17… but the reality is only just short of 3× that.
BTW, this YouTube “drunkard’s walk” can lead interesting places: I knew kd lang was a Neil Young fan, but I didn’t know she’d recorded this. My favorite version is actually not kd’s nor Young’s original but this one by a vocal group called Prelude, which was otherwise in some ways similar to the already-ragged-upon Starland Vocal Band. And, of course, the SVB connection brings us right back around to Emmylou Harris.
Because no one else has done it; A Little Bit Country, A Little Bit Rock-n-Roll.
I know I had to have suppressed this memory. I am traumatized now! I would ask Lynna to explain this but she is gone for a few days.
Wow! Just. Wow!
Now, why the fuck would I click on that? I knew what it was. What is wrong with me?
(I think Janine and I are around the same age.)
SC, click the next one! I dare you! I double dog dare you!
And, yes, I did watch that show when it was first on. What was wrong with me?
Oh,no, Janine, if you’re going Osmond, you’ve got to go old-school Donny… and then you need his photo negative alter-ego: They were ebony and ivory long before those McCartney and Wonder fellows came along.
I double dog hate you.
So did I. So. Did. I.
…of course, I’m reminded that “Little” Stevie Wonder had his own moments as a teen pop star. (IIRC he was in several of those “classic” beach movies.)
Looks like Donnie got the hots for the Muppet show band… Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem, if my ancient mind recalls correctly.
All you Base
Are Belong to US
from the turn of the century
I never watched the Donny and Marie show, but they weren’t the only pop odd-couple to have their own show. My family used to watch this every week!
Ahhhhhh…
Ah, those glittering ’70s!
f…
familes
pop music…fam…
Was looking for something from Linda Ronstadt to add to the mix and… holy crap… I was at this show!
stop me before I
post again
Pop muzik?
I was born after the 70s, and I generally wasn’t forced to listen to music from back then (though I like some).
So, I’ll throw in something a bit more recent. And almost as terrifying.
Breaking form again but here is Stevie Wonder on drums.
Sven:
My grandparents watched Hee Haw religiously, and so I did, too, when we were visiting them. I was too fucking hip to realize it at the time, but there was a hell of a lot of talent on that show.
The real test of whether you know your Hee Haw is whether you literally laugh out loud when you hear the name of this band.
SC, Janine, Patricia? Shall we kill Benjamin (@280)…
…now or later? ;^)
Eh, killing the little punk may be a bit stern. How about he looses two turns at the spanking couch with the magic piglet?
Eh, I say that Benjamin sits through fifty plays of The Osmonds’ Crazy Horses. Use the method from A Clockwork Orange to keep his eyes on the screen. After that, he has to wear on of those outfits, in public, for an entire day.
0-zone. Just what were you thinking?
;)
Tweet!
We could strap him to the fainting couch. I have enough chicken feathers for everyone to have a go at him.
Death by tickle?
The death of one thousand tickles?
I double dog love you.
There you have it Janine! After that we can baste him in egg whites and fire him over board. Thusly teaching him a valuable lesson about impertinence Pharyngula style.
So it’s a choice between blood and gore and guts and veins in our teeth or… feathers?
Oh, BTW: Found the Ronstadt piece I was really looking for. Sure the musics from 100 years earlier, but just look at the hair. Pure early 1980s!
The Electric Mayhem has some band members that I recogize – Dr. John, Janis Joplin, and Leon Redbone, but I never did guess all of the characters human personas.
Ben-ja-min!’click clack’ Ben-ja-min!’click clack’
Come out and pla-ay!
Yes, you’ve lost your turn with the magic piglet.
That’ll learn ya.
I would imagine that Animal is Keith Moon.
Oh gawwwwd, was anyone ever that young? Sigh.
Let’s see if the whippersnapper has ever heard of two of the most vomit inducing songs I can remember – Stand By Your Man & She’s Having My Baby. Gag, gag, gag!
I linked to Having My Baby much earlier in the day. No one said a word. I would have thought there would have been words of protest.
Anyone who has ever watched The Blues Brither knows Stand By Your Man.
Patricia (@293), you mentioned Janis Joplin, who is both too good and too early to be in this thread, and my perversely free-associating mind when immediately to Janis Ian, who’s neither1… and from her, it was just one short Related Videos step to Gilbert O’Sullivan.
I gotta’ go to bed; my head is overfilled with syrupy background strings!
1 I actually adore that song, but it’s apt to be criticized as typically 70s self-indulgent whininess by those who don’t adore it.
Vomit-inducing?
I must have been at work – we don’t have Internet access out in the barn (don’t say it Sven) – otherwise I would have given you the gold medal for Having My Baby. It’s the worst ever.
I’ll say adieu for the night, I’ve been invited to go on a car ride. It’s my first occasion since donning the black, so assuming it’s a dress up affair I have to choose something in the old wardrobe to go with the ruby slippers, striped socks, and pointed hat.
Dammit, John, I almost went to bed before I saw that!
Ah, well, you gotta’ love a woman named “Juice,” don’t you?
Have a good evening, Witchiepoo.
Ugh – John I used to have that hair do, for about 30 years.
The original singer of that vomit inducing crap was Marilee Rush (I think I have that right) who showed Olde English Sheepdogs as an aside. This shows what trivial crap we learn working at a veterinary hospital.
Sheesh, good night sweethearts.
Patricia and Janine re:298-9 – recent sighting of said song on the teevee.
[meta]
G’night Patricia, Bill.
(Partricia, I’m very pleased for you!)
Nobody remembers these very REALISTIC love songs?
Note to Bill – even the people at Microsoft paid homage to Hee Haw – check out this Knowledge Base article; http://support.microsoft.com/kb/822925
A-FUCKING-MEN
Worst 80’s video ever
Muppet-band: front row, left to right:
Dave Liebman
Skunk Baxter
Bill Dauphin@255 regarding “I Don’t Know How To Love Him,”
I’ve never been able to listen to that song in quite the same way since my wife described a family vacation to Mexico when she was an adolescent. The band that played in the hotel restaurant only knew about 3 songs in English, which was that one.
Now, summon to your mind, a bunch of mariachi band members singing to each other “I don’t know hoow to luf, hiim…” That song now is owned by that mental image.
shonny #308
Here’s a Tom Lehrer song about the consequences of love:
No Seventy’s review is complete without Staying Alive http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHWeuQyFouo.
And for all those who grew up listening to Dr Demento, the Scotsman song. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-X4PoQHn8A
Thank you.
And thank Who.
I think that’s the first time I’ve been able to distinguish words … I guess I’ve only ever heard the sped-up version.
Let’s go back a few more years.
Hell, why not get all the European scourges out of the way.
(Odd how this stuff improves with a coupla years of not being played all the fscking time.)
Seventies stuff, huh? Then you must have this:
The good Dr. D. pronounced my true, full name on the air in 1975. Highlight of my life. I had sent him a computer (NEC mainframe; BASIC)-generated petition for Monty Python’s SPAM.
“that’s not got much SPAM in it”
Hmm, there is a specific band I’ve been waiting for someone to post. Beware the costumes.
(Not to be confused with another song of the same name.)
Just had to join in and leave you with these words of wisdom:
Gliddy glup gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy la la la lo lo
Sabba Sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla nooby abba nabba
Early morning singing song
Singing a song, humming a song
Singing a song, loving a song
Laughing a song
Sing the song, sing the song
Song the sing
Song, song, song, sing
Sing, sing, sing, song
Song, song, song, sing
Sing, sing, sing, song
Song, song, song, sing
Sing, sing, sing, song
And an early good morning singing song to all…