Following are ten songs that are kind of cliches, but that I will not apologize for liking. Some of them are bar-band standards. Some of them are MUSTS if you’re cropping together footage of someone who’s recently died. Some of them are just so iconic you could go 30 years without hearing them, but you’d still know all the words. I’m sure there are some I’m missing…but off the top of my head, I do NOT apologize for specifically these ten.
“Honky Tonk Woman” – Rolling Stones. I know…it’s cheesy…but tell me that when you hear that cowbell in the opening, part of you doesn’t go, “WHOOOO!!!”
“Sweet Caroline” – Neil Diamond. “Touching hands…reaching out…touching me…touching you…” If you haven’t joined hands with a complete stranger and yelled “Bah-Bah-Bah!” during this tune, you’re just dead inside.
“Come Sail Away” – Styx. One of the first songs I really remember LOVING as a kid, and that just hasn’t stopped.
“The Flame” – Cheap Trick. Okay…maybe it’s just the element of suspense… Maybe it’s just that when you see Cheap Trick in concert today, you’re wondering all the way through, “Will he do it? Will Robin HIT the high note?” And then he DOES. Every time. Maybe that’s why…I’m not sure.
“Don’t Stop Believin'” – Journey. Yeah…okay…sure… Call me whatever you want to. But the same “High Note” theory is at work here…and if you’re in the bar, and you manage to hit it, every woman in the place is YOURS for that moment…then they remember that you’re a fat bastard and they hate you…but for THAT MOMENT, you’re good.
“Bohemian Rhapsody” – Queen. Alright…so Wayne’s World kind of ruined it. Regardless, this is one of the most brilliantly structured, pretentious, ridiculous songs EVER…and I stand by it.
“With or Without You” – U2. I’m not even going to explain this one.
“Whiskey River” – Willie Nelson. One of my favorite memories was that I was in a car with a guy I know called Matt. We were on the road for about an hour. It’d been DEAD quiet in the car for about 30-40 minutes. Then, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, he shouts at the top of his voice… “WHISKEY RIVER TAKE MY MIND!!!” Kinda had to be there…but it was excellent. And also, I love whiskey.
“Hallelujah” – Leonard Cohen. Okay…like most of you, I first fell in love with the Jeff Buckley version. Then I found out that Leonard Cohen wrote it, and I sought out the original…and I thought it was terrible. It’s not necessarily a BAD performance, but when all you’ve heard is the Buckley version, Cohen’s original recording is jarring and dated-sounding… HOWEVER… I love Cohen’s music. I just didn’t grab on to his version of this song…until I heard the “Live in London” recording. That version of the song is amazing. It’s like…creamy-good. It’s quite possibly the best performance I’ve ever heard anyone do of any song.
“Rockin’ in the Free World” – Neil Young. Mostly, this just makes me long for the days when the “thousand points of light” were the worst we had to worry about…
In other news, I watched Teddy Kennedy’s funeral tonight, and got really bummed out. Then I read the comments the jerk-offs in the comments pages of my town’s newspaper wrote and lost all hope for humanity. But I say this… Rest in peace, Teddy. You atoned for your mistakes a hundred-times over and were the embodiment of the eternal flame adorning your brother’s grave. The world would be better off if we had more people like you still living in it, and less people like the ones on the Internet.
I don’t know what the hell’s going on here, but it made me laugh really hard. And being sick, I then coughed, sneezed, thought my eyes were going to explode, and had to lay down for a while. But first came laughing.
I’m still feeling sick…so instead of writing something interesting, here are some panels from comic books that seem kinda dirty out of context. All stolen from the Internet (I didn’t dig these up out of old issues or anything)…and for some reason most of them are Batman…
Apologies in advance to my Republican friends for a couple of the pot-shots in this post. Try not to take it personally. I’m jus talkin’ ’bout Ted…
By now, you’ve probably heard that Edward “Ted/Teddy” Kennedy died. He’s the Kennedy that outlived the curse. Sure, there was the Chappaquiddick thing…but nonetheless…he lived to the age of 77 and worked pretty much his entire adult life in politics. He was the one that survived. The one no bullet would pierce. He even won the fight against cancer for longer than doctors imagined he would…but cancer’s a mean, dirty, miserable bastard.
I don’t have a ton of real memories about Ted Kennedy. I can think of very little he did in my lifetime that I think was very monumental—other than being one of the few Democrats with enough balls to VOCALLY object to this stupid war we’re still stuck in… But still…I can’t remember when there wasn’t a Ted Kennedy in the news. I just read that he’s helped to author 300 bills that became law. That’s a lot.
This is how I’m going to remember Ted Kennedy… When I heard he died, it was the first image in my mind.
That’s from the Inauguration ceremonies of President Barack Hussein Obama (I’ve decided to start using his middle name, since Republicans do it too—I’m taking it back). He looked good that day. He looked happy. And as Chris Matthews put it, “That’s a hell of a hat on that guy!” It was good to see him look like that. Later that day, he had a seizure that put a damper on the day…but fortunately, the Teddy we saw on TV looked great. And this is the guy I’m going to remember for the rest of the time there’s space in my brain for him.
Ted…I’m glad we got a Democrat in there for you before you went out. You outlived a lot. Family…friends…you even lived down the Chappaquiddick incident in most people’s minds (I mentioned it earlier and had to remind people of what happened—including people who were alive, cognisant, and REPUBLICAN at the time). With how you lived your life in the Senate, the fact that you survived the Bush Administration is nothing short of astounding…but you made it. You saw history take place in the first Black President being elected. And you even got to help out in his administration a little bit before moving on to the next world. Congratulations, Ted. It was a hell of a run, in a hell of a hat.
Just a few points of follow-up to my recent posts…
Apparently, a lot of people know Fisher Stevens better as “Oh, THATguy!” So here’s a couple of pics from the Interwebs to help those who had no idea who I was talking about.
Also re: Fisher… Apparently India was pretty pissed about him being cast in Short Circuit. They banned him from visiting the country for 20 years. The ban was lifted in June.
Still sick… Laid down to let my sinuses drain and fell asleep. Woke up at 9:00 p.m. and thought it was 9:00 tomorrow morning.
I can’t stop reading Texts from Last Night. NSFW. Seriously…think twice before going there. And curse you for introducing me to it, Dave!
Apparently I was super-excited about the MDA Telethon coming up at work last week. When I walked in on Monday, Christine asked me if I enjoyed the telethon this weekend…but the telethon doesn’t happen until Labor Day. I was just talking about it a lot on Friday, I guess. New low?
Cancelled practice/recording tonight because of being sick. Drummer insulted me via text message. Seems about right.
In case you don’t read the comments, my brother confirmed–kinda–that “Pink Panther Strikes Again” was at least probably also the name of the play he was in.
I think that’ll do it…I’ve got some other stuff to write about now, I think…so we’ll get a little less random here, shortly.
So…I’ve been on a quest to see every “Columbo” over the past probably year. I was Googling to find out who one of the actresses was in a 80’s episode of the show and found out that she is now Falk’s wife. Then I found out the really depressing news that Falk is suffering from dementia and probable Alzheimer’s…and that he no longer remembers his role as Columbo…and that’s he’s terribly ill and possibly dying.
…so that sucks. And yes, I AM tempted to make a “He should’ve written it down in his notebook” joke.
But seriously, that actually kind of bummed me out. I like Peter Falk a lot. He was one of the first actors I ever became a fan of, alongside Jack Lemmon and (to an extent) Tony Curtis in “The Great Race.” Let’s face it…Curtis was okay, but that movie only had legs because of Professor Fate (Lemmon) and Max (Falk). Also Natalie Wood was kinda hot…but she’s super-dead now, so that’s just uncomfortable to think about.
So…that’s a sad day waiting to happen…
In other news, I’m getting sick. The right side of my sinuses hurt (hurts?) when I swallow. Throat, nose and ear. That’s irritating. Hopefully it doesn’t get too much worse. I don’t like that kind of sick…I’d rather be “all I want to do is sleep” sick…the kind that isn’t painful, but where you do lose days. I don’t dig the painful, “hope my throat doesn’t swell up” sick. That sucks.
…but not as much as Peter Falk not remembering being Columbo…that’s just depressing.
Still got nothing worth focusing on…so let’s do this thing…
Tried to post yesterday, but couldn’t get WordPress to load for some reason. Dunno if it was them or me…
Sprayed for spiders yesterday. Don’t know if I killed any of them, but I sure was coughing.
I missed Karl Malden and Steve McNair in the “Summer of Death” list. Super-sorry to Malden…and double-sorry to McNair for not knowing who he was until someone told me I missed him.
I accidentally popped a tuner off one of my guitars today. I was standing up and tuning and decided to walk across the room for some reason…then I tripped and popped it right off of there (with nothing but the MIGHT AND POWER of my bare hand!!!). Gonna have to shell out $60 for the replacement tuners…but at least it’s an easy fix and it given me an excuse to buy some strap locks, too.
Anyone else a little freaked out by those “Residue is Evil” commercials? No? Just me?
I’ve been drinking a lot of tea lately at work. Not sure why…I mean the coffee is RIGHT THERE and I don’t have to dip anything in it…but I’ve been opting for tea lately. Weird.
The MDA Telethon is right around the corner. Expect a full post about that when it gets a little closer. It’s probably going to be extra sad this year, since Ed McMahon just died. We run a pretty good chance of Jerry Lewis screaming at America about the low numbers again. I always enjoy that. 🙂
Every now and again, I’m haunted by the idea that I’m forgetting to take something to work with me or that I’m not sure what project I’m supposed to be tackling in the morning…but then I realize that I’m thinking about my OLD job, where I was stressed out all the time. Then I usually breathe a sigh of relief.
We’re down to just the really difficult stuff in the Blue Tattoo recordings. There are three songs I’ve not done scratch-tracks for yet…and they’re the tricky ones. I’m kind of sweating them…and I need to get the scratch-tracks done by Tuesday. Yikes. Why didn’t I work on that today?!?
Why is it that a single, chunky, bearded, 30-ish guy can’t say “cute kid” without it coming across creepy?
Speaking of kids… By all accounts, my niece has been trying to say, “Derek” (at her parents’ prompting), and it’s coming out “Do-Do.” (Like the extinct bird…not the verb.) Kind of mean-spirited, I’d say. What’d I ever do to her?!?
…if any of you start calling me “Do-Do,” I’ll make it my business to vote Sarah Palin into office in 2012. Yeah. I’m that serious about it. Just TRY me, America.
I had a sandwich from Bread Company (Panera to those of you outside of STL) for the first time in a long time. Really good…but I forgot how much that costs. Yikes.
I think I’m going to go to bed soon…not because I’m tired, but because I’m bored. We’ll see how that goes.
That place where I bruised my mouth with my toothbrush feels a lot better.
…and that’s it…maybe I’ll at least pick a THEME or something for next time…
The Pink Panther Strikes Again. It’s on BBC America. This is one of the GOOD ones in the series! Plus, my brother was in a play in high-school that borrowed heavily from this movie. I don’t think it was actually “Strikes Again…” but I know it had the hunch-back thing in it. Do you recall the title, Dave?