She probably heard it when she was a wee thing.
Natter 34: Freak With No Name
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
This PotUS is not allowed to have an iPod. It's is incorrect.
The playlist does reveal a rather narrow range of babyboomer tunes. Writing in the London Times, Caitlin Moran noted: "No black artists, no gay artists, no world music, only one woman, no genre less than 25 years old, and no Beatles."
Pfft. That's specious crap. Besides, didn't she see John Cusack's "world music" rant in High Fidelity.
This PotUS is not allowed to have an iPod. It's is incorrect.
The Tequila Twins gave it to him. They should upload things like "Thong Song" and "Milkshake".
I, uh, have a thing for murder ballads.
Pssst! Kate loves Nick Cave. Pass it on.
I believe Plei's thing is scheduled for 2pm, west coast time.
That's to call and find out when they've got room for her. I think the actual induction will happen tomorrow.
GC, I heard that song from my mom as well.
Not sure if it was a just her being her or a hazard of her teaching preschool through elementary.
but also songs by Joni Mitchell,
I wonder if it has "The Fiddle and the Drum" on there, and he's completely oblivious to any irony that would be involved.
I knew that one as "Over in the Meadow"
Over in the meadow in the sand in the sun
lived an old mother turtle and her little turtle one
Dig, said the mother
I dig, said the one,
So they dug and were glad in the sand in the sun
Over in the meadow where the tall grass grew
lived an old mother vixen and her little foxes two
Run, said the mother
We run, said the two
So they ran and were glad where the tall grass grew
(And so on, up to ten.)
Dude. I don't know if I really wanted to read "Bush" and "bares" in the same sentence.
More than murder ballads, one of my favorite genres is the 60s dead teenager songs.
Original version of "Last Kiss" is a happy fun song about your girlfriend dying. It makes me happy.