These are out of print? Got 'em both, still listen to them occasionally. If nothing else, they should be heralded for this sage wisdom to any young car buyer:
These are out of print? Got 'em both, still listen to them occasionally. If nothing else, they should be heralded for this sage wisdom to any young car buyer:
GOD yes. I'd eat anything she has to offer, if you catch my drift. (If you don't, I'm referring to her vagina.)
"Uh… nah, we're good."
I saw them at the Fillmore and they were phenomenal. I'm not sure… how they could be bad, they're just such great musicians.
Ha! It's my go-to Thanksgiving gathering album, so there you go.
I agree. That "Hey, I'm on my way!" or whatever pop song is a goddamn pox on humanity.
OK, I'll qualify it: "From the perspective of the average American, the world was too peaceful." There certainly were (and are, and always will be) a lovely assortment of genocidal atrocities, but none that really affected a large number of Americans to any real degree. In other words, none that really weighed on the…
Err… yes and no. As a teen during that era, I can tell that the mass market culture was appalling (GODDAMN were those Conservatives ready to exact revenge for the '60 and '70s), but the music created in response to the cheap, shallow glitz and meanness of it all was fabulous.
Yep, that was the cutoff for me as well, although post-2000 I came back with a vengeance.
Absolutely. Blowout Comb is unfuckwithable. I still listen to it all the time. Reachin' is… nice.
As a long-time South Floridian (I escaped!) I can tell you that the endless, seasonless sunshine and heat and beaches and golf courses and palm trees and lookalike houses and towns and landscapes can drive you batshit crazy after a while. I'm not at all surprised that Florida breeds the weirdness it does.
Wow, that's a really thoughtful, legit defense of that song. Kudos to you.
Silas Stingy? I mean, it's subjective and all, but that—by any metric—has to be the worst song The Who ever recorded. What do you like about it?
Quadrophenia isn't all that matters. It's certainly one of the better albums of the era, but Live at Leads is singular. It's so effortlessly, relentlessly flawless that you almost take for granted it's probably the best live rock album of all time. I've listened to it dozens, maybe hundreds of times, and if anything,…
Always been a huge fan of Whiskey Man from A Quick One. Essential, no, but fun? Hell yeah.
Oh, wow, much better. Thanks!
Kraken=awesome. Delicious, powerful, and cheap as HELL. Knocks Captain Morgan's limp dick in the dirt. Mix with Reed's Ginger Beer. Achieve enlightenment.
WHAT? Oh, goddammit, now he'll have enough jack to record his shitty music forever.
Some things will never change…
Yeah, I've never been in a) a bar that would dream of putting this endless, downbeat piece of shit on a jukebox and b) a place where anyone would be happy to hear this.