Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Friday, August 21, 2009

The NFL is on the air tonight. Oh lord.

Now that the NFL preseason has begun and the regular season is just around the corner, I find myself able to think about little else. In fact, I've been replacing the lyrics to songs that I hear with lyrics that more accurately describe my excitement.

I want something to watch on TV tonight, oh lord.
I can't watch The Dark Knight - yet again - tonight, oh lord.
I'm watching my fifteenth preseason game tonight, oh lord, oh lord.

When you told me they don't count, I got a season pass.
I know I've got laundry to do, but I just can't get off of my ass.
But I know the reason why - nothings on
Except for season three of Mad Men
I don't even mind Campbell, even though he's an asshole
When oh when is it on again?

I want something to watch on TV tonight, oh lord.
I can't watch The Dark Knight - yet again - tonight, oh lord.
I'm watching my fifteenth preseason game tonight, oh lord, oh lord.

Well I remember
I remember, Tom Brady
How I could ever forget?
it was the first time, the last time, his ligament snapped.
But I know the reason why you're staying up
past 2:00 to watch this crap
to see if he's healthy
to help you in fantasy
It's a good thing I took a nap.

I want something to watch on TV tonight, oh lord.
I can't watch The Dark Knight - yet again - tonight, oh lord.
I'm watching my fifteenth preseason game tonight, oh lord, oh lord.

I want something to watch on TV tonight, oh lord.
I can't watch The Dark Knight - yet again - tonight, oh lord.
I'm watching my fifteenth preseason game tonight, oh lord, oh lord.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

The Nuge, just because

I heard this song on XM 90's last week, and it made me think of the outstanding video where Ted Nugent kicks out the door of some shack and does a guitar solo that deflects bullets. The Nuge busts out his superpower 3:14 in.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

The Story of Bo Diddley

One of the true giants of American rock and roll passed away yesterday. Bo Diddley's iconic trademark baseline is featured in Not Fade Away by The Rolling Stones and Buddy Holly, Born to Hand Jive from the soundtrack of Grease, and I Want Candy by The Strangeloves and Bow Wow Wow. He also starred in the greatest commercial ever. The Tony Kornheiser Show played The Animals' The Story of Bo Diddley in its entirety, so I looked up the lyrics.

Now lets hear the story of Bo Diddley
And the Rock n Roll scene in general
Bo Diddley was born Ellas McDaniels
In a place called McComb, Mississippi about 1926
He moved to Chicago about 1938
Where his name was eventually changed to Bo Diddley
He practiced the guitar everyday and sometimes into the night
Till his papa's hair began to turn white
His Pa said "Son, listen hear, I know
You can stay but that guitar has just got to go"
So he pulled his hat down over his eyes
Headed on out for them Western Skies
I think Bob Dylan said that
He hit New York City
He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem
Good scene there everybody raving
One day, one night, came a Cadillac, four head lights
Came a man with a big, long, fat, cigar said,
"C'mere son, I'm gonna make you a star"
Bo Diddley said, "Uh..whats in it for me?"
Man said, "Shut your mouth son,
play your guitar and you just wait and see"
Well, that boy made it, he made it real big
And so did the rest of the rock n roll scene along with him
And a white guy named Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm
He changed it into hand-jive and it went like this
In a little old country town one day
A little old country band began to play
Add two guitars and a beat up saxophone
When the drummer said, boy, those cats begin to roam
Oh baby oh we oh oh
Ooh la la that rock and roll
Ya hear me oh we oh oh
Ooh la la that rock and roll
Then in the U.S. music scene there was big changes made
Due to circumstances beyond our control such as payola
The rock n roll scene died after two years of solid rock
And you got discs like, ah...
Take good care of my baby
Please don't ever make her blue and so forth
About, ah, one year later in a place called Liverpool in England
Four young lads with mop haircuts began to sing stuff like, ah...
It's been a hard days night and I've been working like a dog and so on
In a place called Richmond in Surrey, way down in the deep south
They got guys with long hair down their back singing
I wanna be your lover baby I wanna be your man yeah and all that jazz
Now we been doing this number of Bo Diddley for quite some time now
Bo Diddley visited this country last year
We were playing at the Club A Gogo in Newcastle, our home town
And the doors opened one night and to our surprise
Walked in the man himself, Bo Diddley
Along with him was Jerome Green, his maraca man,
And the Duchess, his gorgeous sister
And a we were doing this number
Along with them came the Rolling Stones, the Mersey Beats,
They're all standing around diggin' it
And I overheard Bo Diddley talkin'
He turned around to Jerome Green
And he said, "Hey, Jerome? What do you think these guys
Doin' our..our material?"
Jerome said, "Uh, where's the bar, man? Please show me to the bar..."
He turned around the Duchess
And he said, "Hey Duch...what do you think of these young guys
Doin' our material?"
She said, "I don't know. I only came across here
To see the changin' of the guards and all that jazz."
Well, Bo Diddley looked up at me and he said,
With half closed eyes and a smile,
He said "Man," took off his glasses,
He said, "Man, that sure is the biggest load of rubbish
I ever heard in my life..."
Oh Bo Diddley
Yeah Bo Diddley
Oh Bo Diddley
Yeah Bo Diddley
Yeah Bo Diddley
Yeah Bo Diddley
Oh Biddley
Yeah Bo Diddley

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Prince's parties do not suck

When I heard Kevin Frasier mention on the Dan Patrick Show that Prince had dancers in his wine cellar at his Oscar party, I just assumed I misheard (or perhaps Frasier misremembered). But apparently that's how Prince rolls. There were eight viewing stations set up for girls in various states of undress in various themes, such as strip club, motorcycle, and a changing room. This upstaged Michael Jackson's Oscar party sponsored by Toys 'R Us and Osh Kosh B'Gosh.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

The greatest sports song ever?

The classic sports ballad by Goldfinger is making a comeback thanks to being on Juno's soundtrack. I think it's pretty damn catchy.

Wayne Gretzky, the only man I’d have sex with
Wayne Gretzky, I’d be intimate with
Wayne Gretzky, I think he’s kinda sexy
Wayne Gretzky, I wonder what he looks like naked

I wonder what it would be like
To have sex with the Great One
I wonder what it would be like
To have sex with the league’s leading scorer

Wayne Gretzky, I know he’s a married man
But maybe, he’d be attracted to me
Darrin Pfeiffer, stupid American boy
Wayne Gretzky, very handsome Canadian man

I wonder what it would be like
To have sex with the Great One
I wonder what it would be like
To have sex with the league’s leading scorer

[spoken]
Yeah, I wonder what it would be like?
Ah, it’ll never happen, it’s just a pipe dream.
Wait a minute — I’m not even gay, I’m married!
Pssh, whatever.

Wayne Gretzky
I love you Wayne Gretzky, yeah