“Mullet with headlights!”
Yeah, top that. ;)
“Mullet with headlights!”
Yeah, top that. ;)
Yeah, do what y’all so so well. ;)
Since nonewhere has been spending the week packing up his office space (I call him ‘last minute louie), I decided to give him a break and get the music started. We will be seeing a lot of this during the next several days. By the way, we will be spending some vacation time in Northwest Colorado where nonewhere will be fishing with Onefly.
I heard this song on WXPN yesterday and it made me laugh because the typewriter is certainly a thing of the past.
Once again, Nonewhere was a slacker so the privilege of posting a song was
dumped on handed to me.
This is all I got. Do whatever you want with it.
BTW – WXPN may be one of the best radio stations in the nation. Do visit their website to learn more about ‘XPN‘.
Once again, Nonewhere asked me to get tonight’s music started. Since this was asked of me at 8:00 am today, I was lost for ideas so I contacted my oldest daughter. Next week, she and her husband will be seeing this group in concert. From what I understand, this group is becoming quite popular and that is why I am posting music from these up and coming artists. For all I know, they may already be famous.
May I present to you, The Lumineers performing Ho Hey:
I think I like this group. They are fresh and exciting.
Here’s a link to their bio.
Are you listening to any new performers and if so, who are they? There are so many new artists to choose from.
Depending on who you ask, all men are assholes, or most men are assholes. So when a typical guy doesn’t get the relationship to work the dialogue goes something like this:
Buster: So where’s Sherry tonight?
Billy Bob: We split up.
Buster: Oh. So it’s just the two of us tonight at the BarB Que?
Billy Bob: Yep.
Buster: So why don’t we hit the billiards hall afterward then.
Billy Bob: Yeah, I guess. But only if we chug a 6-pack before going in.
So to prove the theory that only most men are assholes, I offer two who are not, singing about man pain in the most evocative, visceral moods of anguish and eloquence.
Jimmy Dale Gilmore doing a Butch Hancock song Just a Wave Not the Water.
Jeff Buckley performs what most think is the hands down best version of the Leonard Cohen classic Hallelujah
And here it is, your Friday tour of the musical raging rapids, quiet pools, and swirling eddies of YouTube’s music collection. Gummitch, probably against his better judgement, has handed the MC’s mouse to me, TerrytheTurtle.
So enough bunny from me, let’s get going.
Each week I try to find music to tie to what the GOP thinks should be voted into one of the most powerful positions that the Koch brothers have in their subsidiary, which some of us remember as the United States of America. Anyhow getting new material each week is a challenge, but I’ve been working hard and here we go:
Herman Cain hit the Big Time this week and shot to front of several polls with his $9.99 pizza offer, catching eyes and turning heads. You have to hand it to him, he simplified the complex tax code to a question of Apples and Oranges or Bananas.
Batshit’s campaign is fading fast. Of course Ozzy Osbourne knows a thing or two about bats (and how they taste), and also about ‘going off the rails on a crazy train.’
Mitt Romney – OK the cult thing is easy. How about ‘more cowbell’ with it though?
So Cult Boy and Gov Jeff Davis got into it about immigration. Here’s the Viking Kittens and the Immigrant Song for Rick ‘Purdy-mouth’.
And can anyone tell me why Newt Gingrich is still there? Wonder when his next divorce is due. His penchant for serving his ex-wives as they lie in hospital beds wins him this one. Barenaked Ladies from their widely acclaimed ‘Bathroom Session’ – ‘The King of Bedside Manor.’
Last, but by no means least, well ok, he is the least of the clowns in the GOP clown car, Rick Sanitarium. I thought I would have trouble with him, I mean finding a song to piss him off, maybe where a band named as slang for a transvestite, with a gay guy for a singer, belting out a song hinting about bondage with an Oedipus flavour…you’d think would be impossible. ‘Au contraire, mon capitain!’ as Q would say.
But you know I think I’ve figured out what the vaguely uncomfortable look that comes over Rick’s face is when he’s thinking. He’s thinking that someone, somewhere, right now is having sex – and he isn’t – ‘lust keeps on lurking.’
Enough of these fools! Big news of the week, the Mad Dog of the Middle East is dead. I had to go back to the drawing board after ‘Another One Bites the Dust’ was posted yesterday, but I redoubled my efforts and came across a detail in the story, where the young Libyan who found him in the culvert, relieved him of something.
Colonel Gaddafi – among his many delusions, apparently thought he was ’The Man with the Golden Gun.’
But finally, for the Libyans themselves, we all know which casbahs are rocking tonight! Hit it Joe!