[Bill,
March 2, 2008]
Meanwhile, you knew I'd start to go retro
Graham Parker. (Gosh, what a stupid video, though.)
The line to remember is: ":Don't ever leave a footprint on the floor." Hey, if you want poetry, read Keats. Or better, study it at Amherst.
Does anyone even remember this guy anymore? Gone the way of Dave Edmunds, Marshall Crenshaw and Nick Lowe, hasn't he? Sigh. What can you do? Someone had to make room in the American attention span for Paris Hilton.
Speaking of Nick Lowe (ignore the gay intro):
Rhyming "my friend" with "wit's end" and "bona fide" and "coincide." Pretty cool.
And a better song with Nick Lowe and Elvis Costello (acoustic version):
Is there only pain and hatred and misery?
Back in my sophomoric days, I used to change the lyrics.
The original version:
And each time I feel like this inside,
Theres one thing I wanna know:
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding? ohhhh
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?
My sophomoric change (which actually rhymes):
And each time I feel like this inside,
Theres one thing I wanna know:
Whats so funny bout sex, drugs and rock-and-roll?
Hey, I never claimed to be Keats, either. It just fits the meter, you know.
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And then there's this one from Flash & The Pan, who were indeed.
This one is also a favorite. Ian Gomm, Hold On.
And now to go into the depths of the 70s. It's silly and Ian Hunter has a little trouble lip-sync-ing, but what the heck:
The line to remember is: ":Don't ever leave a footprint on the floor." Hey, if you want poetry, read Keats. Or better, study it at Amherst.
Does anyone even remember this guy anymore? Gone the way of Dave Edmunds, Marshall Crenshaw and Nick Lowe, hasn't he? Sigh. What can you do? Someone had to make room in the American attention span for Paris Hilton.
Speaking of Nick Lowe (ignore the gay intro):
Rhyming "my friend" with "wit's end" and "bona fide" and "coincide." Pretty cool.
And a better song with Nick Lowe and Elvis Costello (acoustic version):
Is there only pain and hatred and misery?
Back in my sophomoric days, I used to change the lyrics.
The original version:
And each time I feel like this inside,
Theres one thing I wanna know:
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding? ohhhh
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?
My sophomoric change (which actually rhymes):
And each time I feel like this inside,
Theres one thing I wanna know:
Whats so funny bout sex, drugs and rock-and-roll?
Hey, I never claimed to be Keats, either. It just fits the meter, you know.
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And then there's this one from Flash & The Pan, who were indeed.
This one is also a favorite. Ian Gomm, Hold On.
And now to go into the depths of the 70s. It's silly and Ian Hunter has a little trouble lip-sync-ing, but what the heck: