I believe their entire oeuvre was grounded in sap.
Even more than Air Supply?
Gwen: Demon, OK? The whole nine—cloven feet and horns and teeth. He wasn't wearing lamé though. Lorne: Yeah, the evil ones can't pull it off. It gets camp.
'Harm's Way'
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
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.
tommyrot - Jan 05, 2009 9:13:00 am PST #439 of 6436
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
tommyrot - Jan 05, 2009 9:14:54 am PST #440 of 6436
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Impromptu filk by my husband the other day:
Last night, I sang this (to the theme from the Batman TV show) to my cat as I returned from the store:
Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Cat food!
Shir - Jan 05, 2009 9:16:26 am PST #441 of 6436
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Me and a friend, in uni, just before intro to sociology:
Friend: What are you listening to?
Me: Mark Lanegan.
Friend (confused look): Marx and Engels?
Fred Pete - Jan 05, 2009 9:45:41 am PST #442 of 6436
Ann, that's a ferret.
Once upon a time in pop music, there was always somebody (one or more) whose oeuvre was grounded in sap. (See my comments above on Bobby Vinton and Connie Francis. Most of Barry Manilow's pop heyday also qualifies.)
That era has ended. I'm not sure when, but I think it happened during the later '90s.
Barb - Jan 05, 2009 12:00:36 pm PST #443 of 6436
“Not dead yet!”
For anyone who has Sirius/XM satellite radio, a new station premiered in the last couple of days, Cinemagic, playing, as you might guess, all film scores. On the Sirius receivers it's channel 81-- not sure what it is on XM.
It's really nice.
billytea - Jan 05, 2009 3:18:41 pm PST #444 of 6436
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I thought it was a come-on and was DEEPLY offended in the way only a teenager can be.
The song that I always thought should offend the recipient (ok, aside from "Age Of Consent" and "She's Having My Baby") was Ronan Keating's "When You Say Nothing At All". Yeah, that's quality high-sucrose sap in the music, but it doesn't disguise the fact that he's basically telling his love interest to shut the hell up already.
javachik - Jan 05, 2009 4:16:58 pm PST #445 of 6436
Our wings are not tired.
the fact that he's basically telling his love interest to shut the hell up already.
Same with 'Til Tuesday's "Voices Carry". Nice melody, but the sentiment sucks.
Barb - Jan 05, 2009 4:25:35 pm PST #446 of 6436
“Not dead yet!”
Yeah, but you can't blame "When You Say Nothing At All" strictly on Ronan. It was originally sung by Keith Whitley and then, the most famous version, at least in the U.S., was sung by Alison Krauss on a tribute album to Whitley.
So the sentiment, while accurate, might well be in keeping with the finest traditions of country music.
Jon B. - Jan 05, 2009 4:33:08 pm PST #447 of 6436
A turkey in every toilet -- only in America!
Same with 'Til Tuesday's "Voices Carry". Nice melody, but the sentiment sucks.
Well, yeah, but in Voices Carry the sentiment is *supposed* to suck.
juliana - Jan 05, 2009 5:12:18 pm PST #448 of 6436
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
So the sentiment, while accurate, might well be in keeping with the finest traditions of country music.
See also: "Understand Your Man".