100. So they catch him, and they say he's mental
― Joe Kay (feethurt), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 10:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― dave225 (Dave225), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 10:51 (twenty-one years ago)
― djp, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― M Carty (mj_c), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jonathan Z. (Joanthan Z.), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jonathan Z. (Joanthan Z.), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:35 (twenty-one years ago)
― phil d., Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:41 (twenty-one years ago)
― zebedee (zebedee), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― dave225 (Dave225), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:46 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jonathan Z. (Joanthan Z.), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Roger in Mokum (Roger T), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― zebedee (zebedee), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― phil d., Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:54 (twenty-one years ago)
― dave225 (Dave225), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 11:55 (twenty-one years ago)
85. "Shut up, already. Damn!"
― Barima, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 12:08 (twenty-one years ago)
83.At the height of their fame and glory, they turned on one anotherEach struggling in vain for ultimate supremacyIn the passion and depth of their struggleThey very art, that had raised them through such rapiant heights was lostTheir techniques, vanished
― BZA, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 12:09 (twenty-one years ago)
― Barima, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 12:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― zebedee (zebedee), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 12:24 (twenty-one years ago)
― oats (oats), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 13:14 (twenty-one years ago)
― dave225 (Dave225), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 13:15 (twenty-one years ago)
― cw28 (cw28), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 13:27 (twenty-one years ago)
― R.I.M.A. (Barima), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 13:33 (twenty-one years ago)
75. "Thanks, I'll get it myself." -- Aretha, "Sisters Are Doin' It For Themselves"
― Joseph McCombs, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 13:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― Stewart Osborne (Stewart Osborne), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 13:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― guay, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 14:17 (twenty-one years ago)
― musto, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 14:26 (twenty-one years ago)
(Oh, and the Van Halen track in question is "Everybody Wants Some", I believe.)
― Myonga Von Bontee (Myonga Von Bontee), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 14:34 (twenty-one years ago)
69."I am lost again with everything goneAnd more alone than I have ever beenI expect you to understand, to feel it tooBut I know that even if you will, you cannot ever help meNor can I ever help you." (The Cure - "Fear of Ghosts")
― Seb (Seb), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 14:48 (twenty-one years ago)
― Joe Kay (feethurt), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 16:21 (twenty-one years ago)
― peter smith (plsmith), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 16:29 (twenty-one years ago)
― martin m. (mushrush), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 17:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― mike a, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 17:16 (twenty-one years ago)
― big baby jesus, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 18:14 (twenty-one years ago)
― Morley Timmons (Donna Brown), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 19:19 (twenty-one years ago)
― Curt1s St3ph3ns, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 19:21 (twenty-one years ago)
― latebloomer (latebloomer), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 19:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Good Dr. Bill (Andrew Unterberger), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 19:33 (twenty-one years ago)
Get yourself away from here ... oh I smell something ... (insane laughter) ... I might as well get down with the rest of 'em
excellent? maybe not. strange? indeed.
― Rocco, Wednesday, 11 August 2004 19:59 (twenty-one years ago)
Rip van Winkle as recited by Isobel Campbell at the end of "I Could Be Dreaming". (with thanks to N. who put these lyrics on Sinister so I could just cut and paste them here)
― ailsa (ailsa), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 20:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― kit brash (kit brash), Wednesday, 11 August 2004 21:44 (twenty-one years ago)
― Matthew Masich (Truman Capote), Thursday, 12 August 2004 00:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― artiste, Thursday, 12 August 2004 00:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― artiste, Thursday, 12 August 2004 00:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― edward o (edwardo), Thursday, 12 August 2004 00:46 (twenty-one years ago)
― Mr. Snrub, Thursday, 12 August 2004 00:51 (twenty-one years ago)
A defeated depositionA nexusA movement to fruitionA middle finger to the institutionA middle finger to the institutionA middle finger to the institution."
― Simon H., Thursday, 12 August 2004 01:06 (twenty-one years ago)
So Much Staying Alive and Lovelessness by Joan of Arc
― herbert hebert (herbert hebert), Thursday, 12 August 2004 01:25 (twenty-one years ago)
― Joshua Houk (chascarrillo), Thursday, 12 August 2004 01:57 (twenty-one years ago)
― frankE (frankE), Thursday, 12 August 2004 03:32 (twenty-one years ago)
― chad (chad), Thursday, 12 August 2004 04:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― arb, Thursday, 12 August 2004 05:39 (twenty-one years ago)
Nu-42. "Aahhh! Brraaaaavaaaaa!" (Cornelius - '2010')
― Fact-Checking Camille, Thursday, 12 August 2004 07:36 (twenty-one years ago)
I got the wrong Undertone. Itshould be Mickey, not Billy
― Joe Kay (feethurt), Thursday, 12 August 2004 08:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― mzui, Thursday, 12 August 2004 08:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― Stewart Osborne (Stewart Osborne), Thursday, 12 August 2004 08:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― wtin, Thursday, 12 August 2004 12:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Joe Kay (feethurt), Thursday, 12 August 2004 19:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― wickerbocker please (hammy), Thursday, 12 August 2004 19:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― John Fredland (jfredland), Thursday, 12 August 2004 19:57 (twenty-one years ago)
-outkast from album version of "roses"
― Richard K (Richard K), Thursday, 12 August 2004 20:30 (twenty-one years ago)
― Curt1s St3ph3ns, Thursday, 12 August 2004 21:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jamie Fake (the pirate king), Thursday, 12 August 2004 21:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― milaca, Thursday, 12 August 2004 22:35 (twenty-one years ago)
"if i knew it was gonna be this kinda party, i'da put ma' dick in the mashed potatoes!"
― chris andrews (fraew), Thursday, 12 August 2004 22:38 (twenty-one years ago)
"Fuck it he's deadOh shit there's a horse in the hospital!"
― chris andrews (fraew), Thursday, 12 August 2004 22:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― R.I.M.A. (Barima), Thursday, 12 August 2004 22:48 (twenty-one years ago)
― Morley Timmons (Donna Brown), Friday, 13 August 2004 09:17 (twenty-one years ago)
(btw Stan Freberg OWNZ spoken endings. And spoken intros. And mid-song exclamations for that matter.)
― zebedee (zebedee), Friday, 13 August 2004 10:37 (twenty-one years ago)
Wot's For Lunch Mum (not Beans Again) - The Shapes
― Stewart Osborne (Stewart Osborne), Friday, 13 August 2004 10:55 (twenty-one years ago)
Pet Shop Boys, Opportunities
― Palomino (Palomino), Friday, 13 August 2004 11:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― Barms, Friday, 13 August 2004 12:59 (twenty-one years ago)
(Bowie - "Life on Mars?" Not terribly exciting speech, granted, but you're already straining to catch the piano that precedes it so it sort of sucks you in. I hate it when radio cuts the ending off.)
― zebedee (zebedee), Friday, 13 August 2004 17:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― 57 7th (calstars), Friday, 13 August 2004 17:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Graeme (Graeme), Friday, 13 August 2004 17:28 (twenty-one years ago)
Jimbo at his best
― Dadaismus (Dada), Friday, 13 August 2004 18:16 (twenty-one years ago)
― Rock Hardy (Rock Hardy), Saturday, 14 August 2004 00:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian Christe (Ian Christe), Saturday, 14 August 2004 04:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― jim wentworth (wench), Saturday, 14 August 2004 04:07 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sterling Clover (s_clover), Saturday, 14 August 2004 06:09 (twenty-one years ago)
"That's baaaad! Believe me, that's bad! (Laughs) That ain't - that ain't never been done on a record!"
― Tantrum The Cat (Tantrum The Cat), Saturday, 14 August 2004 13:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian Riese-Moraine. To Hell with you and your gradual evolution! (Eastern Mantra), Friday, 22 April 2005 19:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― kornrulez6969 (TCBeing), Friday, 22 April 2005 19:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Mad Puffin, Friday, 22 April 2005 19:28 (twenty-one years ago)
"you know who you are:you insincere,straight-edge last year,drinkin a beer,following the trends,have no friends,no heart or soul,playin the role,full of--listen, all's were trying to say, before you go waving flags, you better know what you stand for.word up."
H20: Here today, gone tomorrow
― irrigation can save your people (irrigation can save your peopl), Friday, 22 April 2005 21:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― darren (darren), Friday, 22 April 2005 21:24 (twenty-one years ago)
I climb the stairsI shut the doorI turn the lockAlone once moreAnd no one can hear me cryNo one.
― Billy Pilgrim (Billy Pilgrim), Saturday, 23 April 2005 10:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― Billy Pilgrim (Billy Pilgrim), Saturday, 23 April 2005 10:18 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Lex (The Lex), Saturday, 23 April 2005 10:29 (twenty-one years ago)
8. "Hey, hey baby, how ya doin'? Come on in here. Got some hot chocolate on the stove waiting for you. Listen. First things first let me hang up that coat. Yeah how was your day today? Did you miss me? You did? Yeah? I missed you too. I missed you so much I followed you today. That's right now close your mouth, 'cause you cold busted! Now just sit down here, sit down here. I'm so upset with you I don't know what to do. You know my first impulse was to run up on you and do a Rambo. I was about to jam you and flat blast both of you, but I didn't wanna mess up this thirt-seven hundred dollar lynx coat. So instead I chilled, that's right, chilled. I called up the bank and took out every dime. Then I cancelled all your credit cards. I stuck you up for every piece of jewelery I ever bought you! Don't go lookin' in that closet 'cause everything you came here with is packed up and waiting for you in the guest room. What were youthinking? You don't mess with the Juice! I gave you silk suits, blue diamonds and gucci handbags. I gave you things you couldn't even pronounce! But now I can't give you nothing but advice. Cause you're still young, yeah, you're young. And you're gonna find somebody like me one of these days. Until then, you know what you gotta do? You gotta get on outta here with that alley-cat-coat-wearing, punch-bucket-shoe-wearing crumbcake I saw you with. Cause you dismissed! That's right, Silly rabbit, tricks are made for kids, don't you knowthat. You without me is like corn flakes without the milk! This is myworld. You're just a squirrel trying to get a nut! Now get on outtahere. Scat! Don't touch that coat."
Really, how was that one missed? It boggles my mind.
― R. J. Greene, Saturday, 7 January 2006 05:48 (twenty years ago)
― R Greene, Saturday, 7 January 2006 05:50 (twenty years ago)
― mzui (mzui), Saturday, 7 January 2006 13:20 (twenty years ago)
― Affectian (Affectian), Saturday, 7 January 2006 14:43 (twenty years ago)
― Joe Kay (feethurt), Saturday, 7 January 2006 19:50 (twenty years ago)
6. God is the number-one killer. He out-killed Genghis Khan, Kublai Khan, Tamerlane. Yes he did. He out-killed Hitler, out-killed Mussolini, out-killed Napoleon. When God gets ready to kill he wipes. Cold, Complete. God the killer!
― The Reverend, Monday, 16 July 2007 05:05 (eighteen years ago)
5. "Doesn't matter, I'll probably get hit by a car anyway"
― Trayce, Monday, 16 July 2007 05:14 (eighteen years ago)
4. "So you can remember those that are gone" from "Salt" by Mugison.
― Turangalila, Monday, 16 July 2007 05:25 (eighteen years ago)
3. "...and this is the part where our engineer Eddie Bracken says if we don't stop the tape we're all gonna get arrested." (Lee Hazlewood, "These Boots Are Made For Walkin')
― henry s, Monday, 16 July 2007 13:21 (eighteen years ago)
2. "answer me this!"
― Mark G, Monday, 16 July 2007 13:32 (eighteen years ago)
1. "I SAW YER!!!"
Right, that makes 100. Lock thread NOW!
― Myonga Vön Bontee, Monday, 16 July 2007 14:06 (eighteen years ago)
Too late:
"And oh as yes, the sky did turn to night I shield my eyes and hide from the bright of day And cast the stone, deep into the field of man And hide in shame and low the flag, raised in vain And close my mind to this lost day And shield my body with ferns of grey And ask no more of life unsaved And smile no more, and lay here scaved Become the tombstone of my grave>
Flux Of Pink Indians - Neu Smell / Tube Disasters
― Stewart Osborne, Monday, 16 July 2007 15:23 (eighteen years ago)
as long as we're still going:
"is that a real poncho?...I mean, is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?"
― henry s, Monday, 16 July 2007 15:26 (eighteen years ago)
Right, I was prepared for this eventuality: "I'm Jack Johnson, the heavyweight champion of the world! I'm black; they never let me forget it. I'm black all right - I never let them forget it."
― Myonga Vön Bontee, Monday, 16 July 2007 15:48 (eighteen years ago)
21. All that chatter at the end of "In the Kingdom #19." Watt: "In panic I forget it, in despair I need it, in my mind I save it, in death I have it." Thurston: "(garbled) never give a damn about the meter man (garbled)"
Is that really Watt speaking at the end. I always thought that was Lee.
Another Sonic Youth is "PCH" where Kim is saying "hey fox, hey sugar..."
― nicky lo-fi, Monday, 16 July 2007 16:29 (eighteen years ago)
Wait, that's "beauty lies," I was thinking of for Kim?
― nicky lo-fi, Monday, 16 July 2007 16:31 (eighteen years ago)
Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin'. Ladies and gentlemen, as we ride out, could we have all the real pimps please put both of your pinky fingers high in the air? Now ladies, look around with me. Let's see if we can weed some of these niggas out, 'cause it ain't no way that all these niggas could be pimpin'. Now if you happen to see a nigga with two sweat patches up under his arms, look like he been swimmin' in shoulder-height water, please tell that nigga, "Put your hands down." If you smell like you been at work all day and your car, please put your hands down. Now look up at the pinky fingers that are still in the air. If you see 'em ashy 'round the knuckles, like the nigga wash half his hands and lotion three quarters of his body, please say, "Put your hands down." If your spinnin' rims spin counter-clockwise, you are not pimpin'. If you are dancin' on the dancefloor and you look to your left and your right and there is not a woman in sight, guess what? You guessed it! You are not pimpin'. If your vodka and cranberry is really, really dark, like blood, that's because you didn't order vodka, buddy. That's why it's three dollars a glass! Put your hands down. Now look down, look down. Now I need everybody just to pull up your pants legs one time. Okay, you see the nigga with the white socks? Not pimpin'! Sorry. Unless you're part of the "Beat It" entourage. If your shoes have a buckle on them, you're not pimpin'. Hey ha!
― The Reverend, Monday, 16 July 2007 16:58 (eighteen years ago)
Cold hearted orb, That rules the night, Removes the colors from our sight Red is grey and yellow white But we decide which is right... and which is an illusion?
― Joe, Monday, 16 July 2007 18:36 (eighteen years ago)
Blurp
("The Visitors" by K.O.T.O)
― Geir Hongro, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 00:38 (eighteen years ago)
"Yo, check this out, man!"
"OK, talk to me about the future of Public Enemy."
"The future of Public Enemy's gotta ..... "
― Jake Brown, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 00:53 (eighteen years ago)
good call joe
― Surmounter, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 01:03 (eighteen years ago)
When I'm almost dead with uncontrollable light, Sometimes when I've written a song....it's alright.
(Ian Hunter)
― The Deacon, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 03:38 (eighteen years ago)
"who cares? that's the last song on the album!" -- husker du, "plans i make" "just watch me now" -- david bowie, "star" (kinda surprised this one didn't turn up earlier)
― Lawrence the Looter, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 03:41 (eighteen years ago)
VP alert!
"...for no mere mortal can resist, the evil of...the thriller!"
"...and if I may put forward a slice of personal philosophy, I feel that man has ruled this world as a stumbling, demented child king long enough...and as his empire crumbles, my precious black widow shall rise...as his most fitting successor!"
― henry s, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 14:00 (eighteen years ago)
"what's so civil about war anyway?"
― CharlieNo4, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 17:17 (eighteen years ago)
What does she say at the end of "Eating Noddemix"
― I know, right?, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 17:27 (eighteen years ago)
"There's no place like home/There's no place like home/There's no place like home/So where am I?"
― mike a, Tuesday, 17 July 2007 19:54 (eighteen years ago)
One love to my chocolate deluxes, keep your nails done and your wigs tight, word up. One love to my butter-pecan Ricans for calling me papi, that's for real. One love to caramel sundaes, with the cherries on top, yeah. And big up to my french vanillas-- Parlez vous, francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon bons, and all that good stuff.
― droppin' Hamiltons like MJB's niece (The Reverend), Friday, 12 June 2009 23:38 (sixteen years ago)
you think anyone with an IQ over 15 would believe your shit...fuckhead...nothin but a fuckin pussy
― Julio Afrokeluchie, Saturday, 13 June 2009 00:34 (sixteen years ago)
solamente un tonto le decía esto
― Julio Afrokeluchie, Saturday, 13 June 2009 00:42 (sixteen years ago)
"That is the most obscene abomination, that is dirt, that is filth, that is trash; what possessed you to write such a disgusting, degeneratized song as that. And I'm complimenting you by considering it a song." - The Dukes of Stratosphear, "My Love Explodes"
"Right, that's enough." - Joe Jackson, "Happy Loving Couples"
"Shut up!... Shut up!... SHUT UP!" - David Bowie, "It's No Game Pt. 1"
― Hideous Lump, Saturday, 13 June 2009 01:09 (sixteen years ago)
"Wow! They have Nick Cave Dolls now... I waaaant ooone!"
― Turangalila, Saturday, 13 June 2009 05:53 (sixteen years ago)
"KEEP OUT"
― guammls (QE II), Saturday, 13 June 2009 06:28 (sixteen years ago)