not because he writes any lyrics that are particularly note-worthy
Oh, come on!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.
Fuckin' poetry, man!
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.
not because he writes any lyrics that are particularly note-worthy
Oh, come on!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.
Fuckin' poetry, man!
The radio show I host? My first program was on June 28, 1984. That means it's my 20th anniversary!
This Friday and next, from 8-10am EDT, I'll be doing a retrospective, playing a few songs from each of the last 20 years. Indie-rock songs that "defined" either that year in general or my show in particular.
Congrats Jon!! Do you already have your playlist all picked out? How fun would that be. Did it take forever?
Fuckin' poetry, man!
Yeah, have another toke, ya effin hippy!!! :)
Incidentally, BIG TIME congrats on the 20th Anniversary!
Also, RIO!!! BEEP!
What they said: CONGRATULATIONS, Jon B!
Have y'all noticed that the main reason "The Tain" is rocking is because it stole the riff from "The Immigrant Song"?
Do you already have your playlist all picked out? How fun would that be. Did it take forever?
Yes, it's taken me hours and hours. I have my playlists going back to early 1986, so I've been reading through them all. I've got the first 10 years (this friday's show) mostly set, but I still need to make some final decisions. 1992 introduced so many great bands!!
Have y'all noticed that the main reason "The Tain" is rocking is because it stole the riff from "The Immigrant Song"?
You know that "The Tain" means "the Hammer of the Gods," right?
Okay, I made that up.
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.
Heh. Emmett watches the kitten vikings at least once a week.
Congratulations, Jon. That's a huge accomplishment. June 28, 1984 was my 23rd birthday - and I was in Boston for that one. If I'd been listening to your show, I wouldn't have been such a Fire Engines Ignoramous.
OK, one more question for y'all. You know how there are all these rock critics who don't like any new music, or don't think it's as "great" as the music that was popular when they were young? Simply because they aren't young anymore and don't have the same relationship with music they used to, but they haven't figured out that that's the reason? Who are some of the biggest-name offenders? Anyone?
Who are some of the biggest-name offenders? Anyone?
The Pope. For him, rock music reached its pinacle with the Sex Pistols.
Hahahahaha.