Just played 'On Me, Not In Me' on a jukebox in a pub in Colne.
That bit where he sings 'Take me to your harvester' and then the whole thing goes Henry the 8th crazy with the lutes and stuff...then the huge Glam riff, possibly the biggest, most monstrous, dirtiest glam riff ever, kicks in...everyone in the pub just stopped talking and listened. Admittedly there were only about 8 people there but I have NEVER seen that happen ever before
I don't even need to hear them nowadays, just the fact that their music EXISTS, makes my life better.
Just might be the best band of all time
There should be a national holiday called Nick Sanderson Day where we can spend the whole day swigging lager and smoking fags in appreciation
― The Broken Brothers, Thursday, 14 January 2010 22:58 (3 days ago) Bookmark
― Do the english boil pizza? (acoleuthic), Sunday, 17 January 2010 10:35 (sixteen years ago)
I am not so Different from YOU....
― conawaaaysniper, Wednesday, 20 January 2010 11:11 (sixteen years ago)
Weather Report 2 is kinda killing me....what a song...
I think an interesting thing people don't talk a lot about is the tender side of Mark E. Smith...like this song...or "Edinbrough Man" or "Living Too Late" or "Paintwork" or "Bill is Dead"
he lets down the curtain so rarely that it's so amazingly affecting when he does.
there just so much cheap emotions in ever goddamn thing now. all these children and their fucking feelings and shit...not just wimpy indie stuff, it's basically everything now....fake sentiment and self pity
Mark E's emotion just hits me hard when he chooses to do it...especially because it might only be once every three or four ALBUMS (if that)
when he does it, it's kinda like a movie when the kid that got out of his working class neighborhood comes back to visit his Dad, who was drunk all the time and a hard man, but now the old man's not as strong as he used to be and his smoker's cough is getting worse and Mom left him and moved to Florida and he just sits watching TV all day....and then the kid comes back and they try to talk but the realize they can't and the dad says "Wanna beer son? wanna watch the game with your old man?" and the kid just says, "Sure Pop, that sounds good" and they just sit there together not saying anything
― Deuce Bigalow: Male Juggalo (M@tt He1ges0n), Thursday, 11 March 2010 16:13 (2 minutes ago) Bookmark
― louis do not fuck achewood (acoleuthic), Thursday, 11 March 2010 16:15 (fifteen years ago)
ehhhh. this really isn't anything. way too 'nsync/1997/white/stiff. the sexy stuff, he just can't sell it.
i'm not really sure why justin can pull off what he does. i don't know why i was more willing to give justin a chance than jc. justin kind of took on another character, kind of. he wasn't justin from 'nsync anymore, he was justin timberlake, a crazy guy who hangs out with black men in the parking lot of 7-11 and videotapes himself having his lip bitten. he went too far almost but not too far.
jc looks like the little gay guy from will and grace but made bigger. he's unpleasant. the second most unpleasant 'nsync guy behind chris kirkpatrick who is a holocaust denier and a pervert.
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I was once marched into Horde Festival 1995 against my will at Texas Motor Speedway. The images of Lenny Kravitz fainting on stage, the frat boys smoking cigars in the Texas sun, a sunburned and sweaty John Popper being driven to the stage in a golf cart, and Dave Matthews cursing like a sailor while his legs did the cha-cha are forever scarred into my brain. Any mention of Blues Traveler and I flashback to kill.
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