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Jan 192010
 

Roger Daltrey just e-mailed me the set list for The Who’s (or A Who’s Who of Olivers, as they are thinking of renaming themselves) Super Bowl Halftime show.

“Baba O’Reily”: They may change the lyric to “Out here ON the field.” They will then skip the “Don’t cry…” part and segue from the “They’re all wasted!” power chords into…

“Join Together”: Lots of crowd shots for this segment. Then…

“Pinball Wizard”: No way they’re getting out of there without playing this one. Into…

“Long Live Rock”: Ignoring the recent ad featuring Eric Clapton hawking a Fender-edition cell phone, the very existence of which conclusively proves that Rock is, in fact, dead, Pete and Roger will trot this one out to the great delight of the crowd. More crowd shots and then into the big scream and last verse of…

“Won’t Get Fooled Again,” during which Pete will attempt to slide across the stage a’la his performance in The Kids Are Alright, but will misjudge it and end up smashing his crotch into the camera, making it the second time in as many years that the halftime performance has tea-bagged the nation. Somewhere in Minnesota, a diminutive man in ass-less pants will once again lament his missed opportunity from ’07.

That’s the set list. I assume that Townsman Alexmagic and some of the others have been working out over/unders on windmills and mic twirls and such, and will release them as we get closer to the game.

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Nov 302009
 

A dime for your thoughts…

I was listening to “A Dime a Dozen,” by Carla Thomas, the other day.

I love almost everything about this song. It’s pretty perfect, except for those lyrics, which are, as near as I can tell: “You’re so sweet, sweeter than apples, and just like an apple, nobody can sample.” There’s some other stuff in there that I can’t quite make out but it doesn’t sound promising.

I don’t need brilliant lyrics with every song. I’m fine with words that merely sound cool even if they don’t make much sense to me. I also don’t mind if they are just the simple lyrics of a more innocent era. My favorite song of all time is “Good Lovin’,” by The Rascals, so I am by no means a lyrics snob. But “A Dime a Dozen” did make me start to wonder how bad the lyrics would have to be to make an otherwise cool song unlistenable.

So, what song do you think has the biggest gap between cool music and crappy lyrics?

Conversely, what song do you think has the biggest gap between crappy music and cool lyrics? (I’m guessing there has to be a Dylan song to fit this bill.)

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Oct 262009
 

Lemmy Kilmister is featured in the current issue of Rolling Stone. The writer called him “rock and roll’s Zelig,” and I think the article laid out a pretty compelling case for him: He was Jimi Hendrix’s roadie; he gave Sid Vicious bass lessons; he attended some of The Beatles‘ Cavern Club shows. On top of all that, he’s Lemmy, for chrissake.

Is there anyone else who has a greater claim Rock and Roll Zelig? Please confine your answers to musicians. I don’t want this to turn into a catfight between Bebe Buell and Pamela Des Barres.

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Oct 122009
 


In the recent Car Crash thread, Townsman dbuskirk revealed that he used have Mick Jagger’s comment about busting a button on his trousers, from Get Yer Ya Yas Out, as his outgoing voicemail message.

At one point, I had Junior Brown’s intro to “Party Lights” as my outgoing message (a cappella “I’m a guy who likes to party”). While living in San Francisco, for about a week after the big earthquake in ’89, my outgoing message was “That’s great, it starts with an earthquake” from R.E.M.‘s “End of the World As We Know It.”

On a blog full of rock nerds, Dan and I can’t be the only ones who have sunk to this level of geekiness. Come on, now is the time to fess up: What did you have? I know at least one of you had to have “Hanging on the Telephone.”

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Sep 022009
 


Yesterday, Townsman Hrrundi seemed to be issuing a cry for help after someone recommend the new Matthew Sweet and Susanna Hoffs Under the Covers album to him, thinking that it would be right up his alley. He fearlessly tried to make it though the album. Like many victims of trauma, the experience seemed to leave him scared, angry, and confused about what had just happened to him.

Personally, I think the best road to recovery for these types of situations is to talk through them. Let’s all help pitch in to help him work through this by going through the following exercise:

Please rank the following types of covers album from most offensive to least offensive. Feel free to add any category that I’ve over looked.

1. The devoted fans’ soulless attempt to recreate their favorite tunes (eg, Mathew Sweet and Suzanna Hoffs – Under the Covers albums).
2. The jaded headliner’s crass money-grab (eg, Rod Stewart’s American Songbook series).
3. An unhinged and extremely misguided attempt to cash in on the current zeitgeist. (eg, William ShatnerThe Transformed Man).

Hrrundi, please know that you did nothing wrong.

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