I couldn't get to sleep last night and I blame this place. All night, people's stupid usernames were bouncing off the walls of my brain like the little digital ball in Pong: Ortonsault...Leena...Edwin MacPhisto...Penis Skullduggery. It was awful! With this coming hot on the heels of my "American Idol"-themed pornographic dream from the night before, I'm beginning to have some serious misgivings about the worthless nonsense I'm filling my brain with.
I'm sitting here laughing at that, thinking "What the hell thread is that appropriate for?" Posting ridiculously nerdy things in the wrong thread could--nay, should--become a new board trend.
Point well taken.
Anyway, uh...let's try The Replacements OR Husker Du. The latter has never been able to move beyond "Band I Don't Get" status for me, while the former is a sentimental favorite.
I've never really understood the love for What's Going On and songs like "Let's Get It On" and "Sexual Healing" don't work as anything more than a novelty for me. Al Green, on the other hand, is, as pbone mentioned, awesome.
Lennon was the much more consistent songwriter. McCartney was definitely capable of some soaring heights, but was frequently guilty of faggoting up their best records with tripe like "Honey Pie" and "When I'm Sixty-Four." So I'd have to go with Lennon, but it's hardly a landslide. Both produced more than a few of my favorite songs.
And this eventually leads to language becoming so debased that we'll be communicating through nothing but a series of monosyllabic grunts.
"Shaw."
"Right."
"Is."
"Word."
I just gave you directions to the Hartsfield-Jackson Airport.
Pit post
So I wrote her back and said "Mom, if this is going to happen every time you go to Red Lobster, I'm not going to send you that gift certificate next year."
This "shawty" thing kind of grates my tits. I'm on board with the word itself as a slang term, but that spelling is just some deliberately stupid nonsense.
I briefly toyed with the idea of making slang of the word "tender." As in "Man, that new Diddy joint is tender." But it didn't even catch on with me, and I was the one who came up with it.
Y'know, that David Bowie/John Lennon comparison really doesn't work if we're judging it based only on their solo careers because Lennon's most acclaimed work was not done as a solo artist. A more apt comparison would be between Lennon's work with the Beatles and Bowie's solo material OR Lennon's solo work and Bowie's contributions to Tin Machine.
Anyway, pick one Traveling Wilbury. You can only have one.
"Paper-thin exercises in quirky pop"? You're off your rocker, limey. The Kinks are one of the five great singles bands ever, which is to say nothing of their handful of excellent late 60s albums.
However, Lennon did reemerge in 1980 to release the largely worthless Double Fantasy shortly before getting capped by Holden Caulfield. On a mostly unrelated note, if anyone ever gets the chance to read the interviews Lennon gave with *I think* Rolling Stone right before he died wherein he discusses basically every Beatles song, I would suggest it. Hilarious and fascinating.
All folders should be named after departed posters. For instance, Movies-TV-DVDs would become "The Zack Malibu Memorial Movies, TV, and DVDs Cocksuckery."