I've always liked The Smoker You Drink the Player You Get.
'Shindig'
Buffista Music III: The Search for Bach
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
makes me think of the thing that stirs the water at the sewage treatment facility.
That's because those things are called: Scum Tank Agitators.
See, there's a scum tank and they have to skim the scum. For this you need an agitator.
Right this minute, my favorite song title is "Hoogie-Boogie Land" [link]
That doesn't sound like a space age theremin love song.
That doesn't sound like a space age theremin love song.
No, but if there is a space age theremin love song with a title better than "Hoogie-Boogie Land", I'd like to know what that is.
See, there's a scum tank and they have to skim the scum. For this you need an agitator.
See, and my response is, "Yep. That's what that is." Like, might was well call an album Carburetor Float.
Although after thinking for a few seconds I could see other meanings, which makes it better than Carburetor Float.
No, but if there is a space age theremin love song with a title better than "Hoogie-Boogie Land", I'd like to know what that is.
"A Dissapointed Love With A Desensitized Robot"
So far the Golightly is amazing.
I'm in love with her voice.
My favorite song title is still (and a friend insists it's real):
Drop Kick Me, Jesus, Through the Goal Posts of Life.
My mother loves that one, too, Sean. Although being a sick fuck from way back, I have a soft spot for "You're The Reason The Kids Are Ugly." I'm just romantic like that.
This may well be the best mashup album I've ever heard: [link]
I'm not even a huge Sgt. Pepper fan, but the creativity and technical finesse used to combine the various tunes is incredible.
I'm just romantic like that.
Speaking of romantic, have you ever heard In Spite of Ourselves by John Prine and Iris DeMent? Here's a link to a performance on YouTube.