Musical Thoughts
Random Thoughts 1001-1010
1001. Do you know that song at the end of Abbey Road, the untitled song after The End, is possibly the greatest of all the Beatles songs? Isn’t it the greatest of all love songs? “I want to tell her that I like her a lot, but I’ve got to get a belly full of wine.” Isn’t that true of all of us? Isn’t this the basic human condition so succinctly written into a ten-second song? Thank you Paul.
1002. I’ve been having some thoughts recently about marriage. Namely, that if were a carpenter instead of a painter, and Lana was a lady instead of a woman, would she marry me anyway? Would she have my babies?
1003. “Blinded by the light, wrapped up like a deuce…” That’s deuce people, as in deuce coupe. Like the Beach Boys song.
1004. “I’d like to be under the sea, in an octopus’s garden with you.” Really… You want to be deep under the sea, probably in pitch black waters, in the absence of light, under extreme pressure from the depth of the water, in a garden inhabited by an octopus, an eight-tentacled, beak-wielding monstrosity. Nice Ringo. It wasn’t enough to just enjoy the ride, was it?
1005. The only song that has ever been enhanced by whistling is Sittin’ on the Dock of the Bay…ever. Yes, people, I’ve heard GNRs “Patience” more than I would ever wish upon anybody.
1006. On Odelay there’s a track, I believe it is “New Pollution”, where there is a weird yelling noise, I think after the lyrics “Rock and roll, you know what I’m saying, everywhere I look there’s a dead end waiting”. Even when I knew it was coming, I would always think it was my dad yelling at me from downstairs. It sounded eerily like “Kevin!” yelled from downstairs, by my dad, muffled by my closed bedroom door. I still get that “what am I in trouble for now” feeling when I hear it.
1007. Once I was in Target and I wanted Nirvana’s new album In Utero. Only problem was there was that naked hospital mannequin thing on the cover and a song called Rape Me on it. I gave the cassette (that’s a cassette tape for those born youngins’) to my mom who suspiciously eyed the cover and said “What is this?” Then, she flipped it over and said “What is this Rape Me song?” I thought my chances of getting the tape were shot. I said “I don’t know, I think it’s a joke or something. He’s not serious.” She was skeptical, but for some reason bought me the tape. Thanks for caring mom. I mean that.
1008. I’m usually not a fan of silly music, but the Aquabats were seriously dumb. They had a song about a cat with two heads called The Cat With Two Heads. I couldn’t get enough of it. Maybe I had to draw the line at Lobster Bucket.
1009. I actually purchased Elephunk by The Black Eyed Peas. What was I thinking? Let’s get (it started) in here, indeed.
1010. Green Day’s album Dookie, what a masterpiece of self-satisfying songs. I remember staring at the album cover for hours like a stoner, like it was a Where’s Waldo picture. I can still put that album in the stereo and sing along to every song.
3 Comments:
I'm there with dookie. It's one of two albums that I sold when I was ~14 because I wanted a few bucks and didn't think I'd ever listen to it again - then realized a few years later that I was dead wrong. The other was Siamese Dream by the Smashing Pumpkins, which is also a simply fantastic album.
We played Lobster Bucket more than a few times on Pillowfight - and that song may perhaps trump Her Majesty as the greatest tale of true friendship and love:
"People too, me and you, can also be like LOBSTERS in BUCKETS. It's all
just one big mess. Please don't be a
LOBSTER, friends are best."
Has anyone ever spoke so true?
I remember coming into your dorm Frosh or Soph year and noticing a big stick that had an Aquabats cartoon dude on it up on the wall - as we'd already related our mutual devotion to Phish, and Reel Big Fish, I figured I better bone up on this new band so we'd have a couple more conversations' worth of banter. I downloaded The Return of the Aquabats that day, and haven't been able to get Lobster Bucket, Super Rad, or Captain Hampton and the Midget Pirates out my noggin since.
Holy Shit!!! For reference for this comment, I looked up the Aquabats on allmusic, and found out that there is, or was, a guy named Chad Larson (aka Crash McLarson) in the Aquabats! Things just got creepy.
Aquabats fans?! They were one of my first 'real' concerts [in a club, un-chaperoned]. :) What strange and awesome memories I have of that night, and that music.
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