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No, it ain’t.
“England Dan”? Fucking traitor! Sure, the “Ford” earns you some gravitas, but the “England” thing? Now, that a democrat is president, I am a REAL American, and I’m not smelling what you, the Jewbag, are cooking.
Ain’t ain’t either.
Has Historicism fail got the lefties down? How about a little tongueicism instead then? Whorf’s Worf salve, it’ll slay you.
“I’d Really Love to See You Tonight” was their best tune.
There’s a message conveyed by the choice to post this video.
I’m sure of it.
Love, the answer? Depends. If a message is amorphous enough, and the messenger is charismatic enough, then just about any old 4-letter word can get one elected to the highest political office in the land.
This tough love might be appropriate today too, you know, to “get” Beck.
Sinners make the best saints.
David Brooks just called, says love led him astray and begs us to slap him upside his pumpkin head with a spanish mackerel, once a day each day for the next four years to keep the memory vividly fresh.
Cash will bring us all together. * *
This song goes out to the fat old nun who told me I was evil and going to Hell for starting a food fight in eighth grade.
Fuck yeah, Abe.
Oh, sorry.
Fuck yeah, Amen.
Oh, Restore, sorry.
I really do love this version of the song. Love may not be the answer, but this song isn’t to blame if it isn’t.
Definitely a good’un.
In fact, I’ll go so far as to say that ED&JFC are among the most unjustly overlooked musical acts of the ’70s. They really were very good.
Catherine: Go to hell!
Gabriel: Heaven, darling. Heaven. At least get the zip code right.
Catherine: It’s all the same to you, isn’t it?
Gabriel: No. In heaven, we believe in love.
Catherine: What do you love, Gabriel?
Gabriel: Cracking your skull.
This seems appropriate too.
England Dan and John Ford Coley, who are overwhelmingly white, should not be considered an appropriate choice the day after the anniversary of Martin Luther King’s ‘Dream’ speech.
In my opinion, as a man of color, ‘Fuck the Police’ by Niggaz Wit Attitde would have been a more racially sensitive choice.
Oh, and Tawana Brawley says Jeff committed forcible sodomy. See you on the New York Times!
Hey ladies, what’s next? Air Supply?
My guilty pleasure? R.A.T.M. Shhhhhh…don’t tell the Commies Mr. W digs them, it would break their little Che lovin’ hearts.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9KEKL8fcvzY
Now go break something.
The Great One, Frank Zappa
One of Zappa’s love songs, in reponse to the existence of the Frampton album “I’m In You”. (actual song starts around 5’30)
Or F*ck Yourself from Steve Vai, which takes an even more direct approach. Read the lyrics — seems vaguely apropos for this site. Certainly advice that’s been given to our trolly-friends time and again.
Dicentra will like this photgraph.
Yes, it is.
Oh man was I wrong. He had me at the pink uniform. And those sour harmonies, elixir of the God’s.
Well sure, but he is able to make his pitch in less than forty thousand words.
*hic*
Well sure, but he is able to make his pitch in less than forty thousand words.
Crap, the elixir’s in the God’s where?
oops * coughsputtercough * uh, elixir of the God’s elixir, I should have said.
Yet another tragic victim of Mcgruder’s Disease.
Only through your generosity will we find a cure, people.
Give until it hurt’s.
So far the research has established that the etiology does not lie in gremlins of the right pinky finger, but ascends to higherlower levels of cognition. Pick-a-peppa-typists too are burned now and again, apparently. We blame the capsaicin.