~All the accumulated knowledge, experience, and suffering of mankind is inside you. You must build a huge bonfire within you. Then you will become an individual. There is no other way.
"I don't know whose water this is, but I'm drinkin it so F you."~~~Dale
"He is a wook in sheep's clothing."~~~Popsicle Sarah
"You know the feeling when you're in too deep, and when you make it out, the taste - so sweet." ~~DMB
Post by monkybunney on Feb 14, 2013 13:28:15 GMT -5
How is it possible that no one has brought up 4 Non Blondes' "What's Going On"?
A very close second would be Alanis Morissette's "Hand in my pocket" just because of the chorus. The rest of the song lyrics aren't the worst I've heard, but that chorus makes me want to punch the radio.
Allan Jackson "Itty Bitty", but picking out New Country tunes is like shooting fish in an itty bitty bucket.
Post by Boston Powers on Feb 18, 2013 2:31:42 GMT -5
No question. Rush - Roll The Bones.
They were in that confused 80's phase where they attempted a rap breakdown:
"Jack, relax. Get busy with the facts. No zodiacs or almanacs, No maniacs in polyester slacks. Just the facts. Gonna kick some gluteus max. It's a paralax, you dig? You move around The small gets big. It's a rig It's action -- reaction Random interaction. So who's afraid Of little abstraction Can't get no satisfaction From the facts? You'd better run, homeboy A fact's a fact From Nome to Rome, boy.
What's the deal? Spin the wheel. If the dice are hot -- take a shot. Play your cards. Show us what you got -- What you're holding. If the cards are cold Don't go folding. Lady Luck is golden; She favors the bold. That's cold Stop throwing stones -- The night has a thousand saxaphones. So get out there and rock, And roll the bones. Get busy!"
After the release of Get Outta School, Jesse Collins-Davies left the band and was replaced by twelve-year-old Graham Lindsey. After two years of playing drums with the band, Lindsey was given a one-month punishment by his parents which ultimately led to the band breaking up.
From a personal standpoint, it's Phil Collins' "Another Day in Paradise" because Phil's annoying little chipmunk with a wedgie voice is like nails on a chalkboard for me.
Stepping away from my personal hatred for Phil Collins, I once had to take a road trip to Dayton, Ohio with my sister in law driving. She likes pop country and we listened to pop country radio all the way there. Approximately every 22 minutes, whatever station she had it on would play "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk", which is bad even by hat country standards. I'm convinced that song was part of a giant MST3k experiment to destroy the world's minds.
10-29 - Arcade Fire 11/17 - Trevor Noah 11/18 - St. Vincent 12/2 - Rufus Wainwright 12/7 - Lindsey Stirling 2/11 - Black Rebel Motor Cycle Club 4/3 - Weird Al 4/4 - Weird Al Roo '06,'07,'09,'10,'11,'12,'13,'14,'15
What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.