I just witnessed Hillary Duff murder one of my favourite songs and now, I'm watching Twisted Sister rape it.
And the original:
One year my Dad purchased me an audio cassette as a birthday gift. I knew the minute I unwrapped it that he had gone to the shop and selected it for me himself. Instead of allowing Mom to purchase all the gifts for us kids that year, he had chosen this one, especially for me. It's hazy but I'm pretty sure it was for my eighth birthday. Perhaps my tenth.
One day, I'll find that cassette somewhere. Every time I go into my old room at home, I hunt for it hoping that one day, I'll find it.
It was called 60's Chart Toppers. It had many tracks on it that I loved and, still do.
The few titles I can remember:
Sugar, Sugar - The Archies
Green Tambourine - The Lemon Pipers
Rain on the Roof - Lovin' Spoonful
Simon Says - 1910 Fruitgum Company
And now, I'm on a kick. I'm hunting and searching google for other songs and then, I stumbled upon this write up by Amy Phillips on Tommy James & the Shondells: "Crimson and Clover".
And the original:
One year my Dad purchased me an audio cassette as a birthday gift. I knew the minute I unwrapped it that he had gone to the shop and selected it for me himself. Instead of allowing Mom to purchase all the gifts for us kids that year, he had chosen this one, especially for me. It's hazy but I'm pretty sure it was for my eighth birthday. Perhaps my tenth.
One day, I'll find that cassette somewhere. Every time I go into my old room at home, I hunt for it hoping that one day, I'll find it.
It was called 60's Chart Toppers. It had many tracks on it that I loved and, still do.
The few titles I can remember:
Sugar, Sugar - The Archies
Green Tambourine - The Lemon Pipers
Rain on the Roof - Lovin' Spoonful
Simon Says - 1910 Fruitgum Company
And now, I'm on a kick. I'm hunting and searching google for other songs and then, I stumbled upon this write up by Amy Phillips on Tommy James & the Shondells: "Crimson and Clover".
Not gonna front: I loved Joan Jett's version first. But her cover rocks too hard. This song-- quite possibly the closest white pop musicians have ever come to approximating how making love actually feels-- is meant to be an afternoon roll in the hay, not an alleyway screw. Even though the climaxes are certainly there, "Crimson and Clover" isn't about the payoff, it's about the journey: those three chords descending like pieces of clothing hitting the floor, the sweaty droplets of reverb, the backbeat thrusts. Over and over, over and over.
I fell in love with her description immediately. She's right, you know.
It continues. The hunt and the love of music created two decades before my birth.
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bloc party... still got plans to?
Edit: sorry i just realised you didn't start that thread in sgau but anyway are you going?
and no it was just something that kinda popped into my head one day
imagine your lifespan was ten seconds long; it would not be
a satisfying experience in our terms because we would b deprived of
the trials of life ie. learning, meeting people, travelling, getting a tattoo, the act of making love, for example.
we would want our lives to last more than that simply because we have so much to do.
at the same time i look at my small footprint and the wider world
there are so many people out there
its humbling to think your just a small pin in the cog on the wheel of some giant machine
doing god knows what
sometimes the world seems to stand still when i count to ten is all