Tunes that make me homicidally depressed* ):
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Country Music is a huge field and like any huge field there will be a lot of s**t that needs to be avoided.There will also be things of great beauty in that field if you look closely
Slan,
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And many a poor man that has roved,
Loved and thought himself beloved,
From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes.
W.B.Yeats
Loved and thought himself beloved,
From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes.
W.B.Yeats
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When I was 12 the power went out when my brothers and I were in the Alice in Wonderland tunnel ride. I suffer from severe claustrophobia and my panic there in the dark is indescribable. Eventually workers began walking through the ride and each time they'd trip the mechanism that opened the doors immediately in front of us and cause Alice to scream, "Let me out, let me out!" It was too weird. The nice lady at the end of the ride offered to let us go again for free. I think it says a lot for my character that I didn't sock her.fearfaoin wrote:That happened to you, too? I was 6 at the time. They had toDCrom wrote:let me nominate "It's a Small World After All". Being stuck in the middle of the Disney ride for a few hours with that tune repeating endlessly would send me far, far, around the bend.
evacuate the ride after an hour of failed attempts to get it going again.
That thing should have been banned by the Geneva Convention.
(Or at least by Fairport Convention.)
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I really think that's the ONLY song by the Stones that I actually DO like. But then I suppose I'm one of those weird people who just really isn't a fan of theirs.ShadowBG625 wrote:I called my dad, and he told me that he's hated...
Sympathy for the Devil by the Rolling Stones
...since the song was released.
I HATE HATE HATE that song about some dog named blue. I have no idea what it's called though, but it's stupid, and it makes me crazy Also, pretty much anything by Steve Miller Band....a guy in college played them over and over and over and over again. If I even hear the first few notes of the song, I switch it. I can't take it.
Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent
When I paint my masterpiece.
When I paint my masterpiece.
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Country music is the closest that white popular culture comes to grand opera:dubhlinn wrote:Country Music is a huge field and like any huge field there will be a lot of s**t that needs to be avoided.There will also be things of great beauty in that field if you look closely
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It's a tenor in a hat standing on a stage and emoting about amore. No one talks about feelings like that in any other genre.
And now there was no doubt that the trees were really moving - moving in and out through one another as if in a complicated country dance. ('And I suppose,' thought Lucy, 'when trees dance, it must be a very, very country dance indeed.')
C.S. Lewis
C.S. Lewis
True. I just don't like George Jones' music. Never have, never will. Can't stand Conway Twitty or Hank Williams Jr, either. On the other hand, I do like Hank Sr, Johnny Cash, and the Dixie Chicks, among others. As they say, there's no accounting for taste.dubhlinn wrote:Country Music is a huge field and like any huge field there will be a lot of s**t that needs to be avoided.There will also be things of great beauty in that field if you look closely
Giles: "We few, we happy few."
Spike: "We band of buggered."
Spike: "We band of buggered."
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Nah. Some of the old stuff was great. Public Enemy were brillliant (despite Terminator X being an ass)... Chuck D is the daddy.GaryKelly wrote:(c)Rap. The 'c' may be silent, I wish the rest of it were.
The bulk of the (c)rap is the recent stuff - no real political or social point, just mutual slagging and phallic-substitute pistol waving. All gangsters are moron w*nkers.
And Eminem is a whining one-trick Pony.
Actually I blame NWA for largely dragging it down.
Depressing tunes? Anything by Sealion Dion or Brian Adams (sp?), 'Wind Beneath My Wings', all Meatloaf, all Foreigner, REO Speedwagon, all UK Garage, all that crap that calls itself R&B these days. Jaysus, I could go on for days...
And whether the blood be highland, lowland or no.
And whether the skin be black or white as the snow.
Of kith and of kin we are one, be it right, be it wrong.
As long as our hearts beat true to the lilt of a song.
And whether the skin be black or white as the snow.
Of kith and of kin we are one, be it right, be it wrong.
As long as our hearts beat true to the lilt of a song.
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It's a dog named BOO???? Well, that's at least better. I couldn't for the life of me figure out why someone would name their dog blue.
And thanks for the link, Dub....the song is now in my head and more than likely will be for the rest of the night
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When I paint my masterpiece.
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Me And You And A Dog Named Blue
I remember to this day
The bright red Georgia clay
And how it stuck to the tires
After the summer rain
Will power me that old car go A woman's mind told me that's so.
Oh how I wish we were back on the road again.
Chorus:
Me and you and a dog named Blue
Travelin' and a livin' off the land
Me and you and a dog named Blue
How I love being a free man.
Now I can still recall
The wheat fields of St. Paul
And the morning we got caught
Robbing from an old hen
Old McDonald he made us work
But then he paid us for what it was worth.
Another tank of gas
And back on the road again.
Chorus:
Now I'll never forget the day
We motored stately into big L.A.
The lights of the city
Put settlin' down in my brain
Though it's only been a month or so
That old car is bugging us to go
We've gotta get away
And get back on the road again.
Some people seem to call the dog Boo and other Blue. I can't figure out who wrote the darn song. I have heard of dawgs called Blue but never Boo. You'd scare him when you called him "Here, Boo!" Calling a dog Boo just makes no sense whatsoever to me. No disrespect meant to dubh or izzy.
Me And You And A Dog Named Blue
I remember to this day
The bright red Georgia clay
And how it stuck to the tires
After the summer rain
Will power me that old car go A woman's mind told me that's so.
Oh how I wish we were back on the road again.
Chorus:
Me and you and a dog named Blue
Travelin' and a livin' off the land
Me and you and a dog named Blue
How I love being a free man.
Now I can still recall
The wheat fields of St. Paul
And the morning we got caught
Robbing from an old hen
Old McDonald he made us work
But then he paid us for what it was worth.
Another tank of gas
And back on the road again.
Chorus:
Now I'll never forget the day
We motored stately into big L.A.
The lights of the city
Put settlin' down in my brain
Though it's only been a month or so
That old car is bugging us to go
We've gotta get away
And get back on the road again.
Some people seem to call the dog Boo and other Blue. I can't figure out who wrote the darn song. I have heard of dawgs called Blue but never Boo. You'd scare him when you called him "Here, Boo!" Calling a dog Boo just makes no sense whatsoever to me. No disrespect meant to dubh or izzy.