I have not. He also has a song about "The Man with the Lightbulb Head."
He's got all sorts of weird songs. If you want I'll send you a CD of mp3s of his stuff and what-not.
'Harm's Way'
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.
I have not. He also has a song about "The Man with the Lightbulb Head."
He's got all sorts of weird songs. If you want I'll send you a CD of mp3s of his stuff and what-not.
If you want I'll send you a CD of mp3s of his stuff and what-not.
Historically speaking, mp3 CDs don't get listened to so well because of the sheer magnitude. Mix CDs work much better.
If anyone wants to listen to bizarre metal music, I suggest "Sleep Is Wrong" by Sleepytime Gorilla Museum. Cause it's freaking awesome.
If you want I'll send you a CD of mp3s of his stuff and what-not.
Be sure to include Soft Boys songs like: "I Want to Destroy You" and "Insanely Jealous" and "Kingdom Of Love." (Not a very loving song, incidentally. Especially after the eggs hatch.)
I feel like I did, but I can't recall it, so I probably didn't.
She stood in front of the crowd and between songs asked, "Everybody out there who's a bottom, raise your hand." A few hands went up. Then the crowd roared when she put her own hand in the air.
Oh -- I *did* hear that! Good for her. She sure doesn't seem like one, though.
Be sure to include Soft Boys songs like: "I Want to Destroy You" and "Insanely Jealous" and "Kingdom Of Love." (Not a very loving song, incidentally. Especially after the eggs hatch.)
Oh, of course.
Speaking of Hitchcock, I finally found a cheap copy of Invisible Hitchcock, which is outtakes and what-not. Some very weird stuff on that one. (I had a tape of it years ago, but needed a CD.)
P-C, I can throw together a regular music mix CD for you.
She sure doesn't seem like one, though.
I'm going to presume you don't have her album The Velvet Rope.
Where janet., Ms. Jackson's third blockbuster album, implied sexuality with its teasing cover and seductive grooves, its sequel, The Velvet Rope, is sexually explicit, offering tales of bondage, body piercing, and bisexuality.
I am, alas, Janet-less.
On the same topic, I'll pimp Joan Jett's Fetish:
By 1999, riot grrrl pioneer Joan Jett was all but reduced to being a nostalgia act. The unfortunate thing was, she still had plenty of good songs left in her, even if her days of hitting the charts were long gone. In fact, she had more aggressiveness in her than ever, as Fetish proves. Placed on the compilation album of the same name, "Fetish" features Jett screaming lyrics that — for the first time in her recorded career — truly touch on the obscene. "You look good in latex, get it off, we're having rough sex," Jett rasps, increasingly bordering on dominatrix imagery with such come-ons as "relax while I pound your ass" and "restrain while I f*ck your head."
Mmmm, my randomized iTunes glam playlist has hit a nice streak:
Teenage Rampage - Sweet
Babylon - NY Dolls
Gimme Danger - Iggy
Soul Love - Bowie