Mal: You are very much lacking in imagination. Zoe: I imagine that's so, sir.

'Out Of Gas'


Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan  

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.


billytea - Nov 11, 2004 10:02:47 am PST #5867 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

For those who ever wondered about such things, a survey of Australian actuaries has revealed that the song most likely to get them onto the dance floor is the Village People's "YMCA", with "The Macarena" and "Nut Bush City Limits" equal second. "The Chicken Dance" performed respectably. 6% of respondents said that nothing could possibly get them on the dance floor.


DXMachina - Nov 11, 2004 10:05:29 am PST #5868 of 10003
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

Gives a whole new meaning to "Lets party like actuaries!"

Or not...


Betsy HP - Nov 11, 2004 10:06:46 am PST #5869 of 10003
If I only had a brain...

Nut Bush City Limits?


billytea - Nov 11, 2004 10:07:09 am PST #5870 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Gives a whole new meaning to "Lets party like actuaries!"

I think that phrase is still waiting for an original meaning.


joe boucher - Nov 11, 2004 10:13:48 am PST #5871 of 10003
I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve. - John Prine

She needs the good stuff. Opiates for all!

Yet another good reason to celebrate the Taliban's demise. Yay, warlords! Grow them poppies! Pop-pies! Pop-pies! Poppies! Popppiiees. Pppopppi...

Any word on the East Village show last night, David? I worked late & missed it, but I will be at the Housing Works event tonight.

I picked up The Indestructible Beat of Soweto last weekend. I've had it on tape for years, but the tape's pretty beat up and I was also hoping to find out more about the artists on it. The music's still great but the liner notes are pretty useless, giving nothing but a quick overview of the contents and translations of the lyrics. That's all fine and well, but there are so many killer musicians on the album and do the notes identify a single one? NO! What's up with that?


DXMachina - Nov 11, 2004 10:15:06 am PST #5872 of 10003
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

Nut Bush City Limits?

Sort of like Austin City Limits, but with fewer banjos and more didjeridus.


joe boucher - Nov 11, 2004 10:16:06 am PST #5873 of 10003
I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve. - John Prine

Nut Bush City Limits

Go, Tina! They call it Nutbush...

ETA: Or they could be big fans of Live Bullet. Nothing wrong with that, though.


msbelle - Nov 11, 2004 10:16:21 am PST #5874 of 10003
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

scared of actuary parties.

All but Nutbush City Limits would be on my "never play ever" list.


billytea - Nov 11, 2004 10:16:46 am PST #5875 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Sort of like Austin City Limits, but with fewer banjos and more didjeridus.

I have an operatic version of Nutbush City Limits (which Steph has now heard too).


Michele T. - Nov 11, 2004 10:18:29 am PST #5876 of 10003
with a gleam in my eye, and an almost airtight alibi

Joe! How is it that you were overlooked in the reading e-mail? I could have sworn I saw your address on the big mailings. Are you coming tonight regardless?