5 posts tagged “music”
I can't help but enjoy country and western songs, with all the sobbin' and wailin' and lovin' and humpin' and leavin'.
Do you like them too? Have you always wished that your life had been rougher so you'd have more material for the lyrics?
LotW - The Famous Country Western Song Machine
Well, with this site, you can have lived a clean, upstanding and sober life and still get the words you need to accompany that acoustic guitar strummin' or banjo pickin' that you've been doing in your basement. Go ahead, press that "make another" button and you, too, can be treated to such gems as:
I met her at a truck stop all hunched over;
I can still recall that plastic nose she wore;
She was drownin' in the quicksand with her cobra;
and I knew that she would be an easy score.
I promised her I'd have my rash forever;
She said to me she liked 'Spy vs Spy';
But who'd have thought she'd black out with her dentist;
I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye.
It's really silly, has a limited vocabulary (but the combos can be funny) and is good for wasting at least a few minutes of time as you compose your own, and send the link to friends. :-)
Quickie tonight because I'm knackered from a hard day's work. Honestly, they think you can just twitch your nose like Samantha or sprinkle fairy dust like Tinkerbell, and it all magically happens; no concept of the gap filled with labour between having the idea and my delivering the product!
I'm getting older, so my memory is not what it was. It's not Alzheimer's or a stroke or too many years of heavy Ganja. It's just that my brain has so much in it that chasing something down a rarely-used neural pathway might take a bit longer than it did a decade ago.
I was never very good at remembering the names of songs, composers or even lyrics (many of which I made up myself). Today's sites - yeah, you get two for one here - will help you with the lyrics that are real, and those that are not.
LotD - (1) Lyrics and (2) Kiss This Guy
If you want to know the correct lyrics to thousands of songs, visit Lyrics.com.
If you want to know what people think they heard for the lyrics, visit Kiss This Guy (as in, Hendrix's "excuse me while I kiss the sky).
Gotta go. Sorry this isn't wittier or longer. Got the spinnies in my brain and I'm signing off now.
Yeah, I'll bet that grabbed your attention.
I'm talking about US of A politics here; specifically, Texas politics.
And how are they kinky, you might ask? Well, right now, they feature one of my favourite "alternative" musical artists - Mr Kinky Friedman. Turns out he's running for Governor of Texas.
LotD - Kinky Friedman
So many things influence our voting behaviour. Here is Australia, if you vote for fewer taxes, you're said to be voting with your pocketbook. Some folks are moved to support a candidate because he or she is pro-environment, while others could care less about that topic and want someone tough on law and order.
If I lived in Texas, I'd find it hard to go past a candidate who brought us such memorable lines as "get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed ... that's what I to my baby said", a candidate who gave us the song We reserve the right to refuse service, a candidate who was game enough to pen "ride 'em Jewboy" about a Texas-Jewish cowboy.
When I was first introduced to him in the early seventies, I knew he was a kindred spirit, using satire and wit to turn aside the hatred and bigotry of small-minded rednecks, no matter where they lived. I've always found him an entertaining and targeted commentator.
Even if you don't vote in Texas, I encourage you to check out Kinky Friedman's music. He's a modern-day Will Rogers, and that's saying something!
It's 8:30am on a Tuesday morning. I've just showered. Haven't even had "me first cuppa tea" yet, and I'm sitting at this damned computer again. I just love it.
This morning, I found I'd been added to Corachaos' neighbourhood. Now, I've never met the lady and didn't know anything about her, but a quick trip to her blog for a look at the books and music she likes had me immediately comfortable with the association. And how can you not feel at ease with someone who got her model to do a mock nose-pick?
Of course, she might be a saint or a sinner, as temperate as a summer breeze or as crazy as a cut snake (as might I be, naturally) and there's no way you'd be able to tell that from her liking the film O Brother Where Art Thou? and her interest in a book titled The Other Boleyn Sister - both of which appeal to me!
It's amazing how we make these snap judgements based on the public faces of others.
Well, with apologies to Corachaos for suggesting she might be a nutter :-), off I go to face the day, filled with far less interesting things than being on-line here and at Istockphoto.com.