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I Say They Need To Get A Real Band Name And Stop Confusing People
Thank you, the_misha. I knew my favorite music geek would know. I was only off by a decade!
May I present Greg Lake's "I Believe In Father Christmas," one of my very favorites.
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I Just Waved My Arms Around!
God, I love YouTube. I almost never find what I was looking for but I usually find something wondrous I'd forgotten.
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This Shouldn't Work, But It Does
This is an excerpt from a long-ago Christmas special I vaguely recall watching when I was not much older than Teh Kiddo. It starts out with one of those strained 70's variety-show setups ("Hi, I'm David Bowie, I just moved in next door") and segues into one of the loveliest and most utterly improbable duets imaginable. I pestered my mother into ( Read more... ) -
This Is What Happens When You Try To Smoke The Tinsel
Just for Der Hubbinator, Jon "Don't Tell Me, I Want It To Be A Surprise" Anderson and a rather odd early-80's video for "3 Ships ( Read more... ) -
Oh, Yeah. Oh, Hells Yeah.
Now if we can just get Metallica to cover that stupid smarmy song about the orphan who gives his shoes to the baby Jesus, we'll be all set.
Or how about Led Zeppelin doing "The Little Drummer Boy?" Heh.
I love the blissful expression on the guy's face when Dee Snyder appears out of nowhere and scares the crap out of his evil girlfriend. -
OK, Now This Is Not Normal
When we last left our heroine, she had just been diagnosed with walking pneumonia and handed a large bag full of scary drugs and many, many sheets of paper listing possible strange mutant side effects of same. OK, get this shit:
Walking pneumonia is exhausting. I know, this is my third bout in five or six years. You sleep a lot, and you have to ( Read more... ) -
Fart In The Duck
Oh, intarwebs, I lurve u ( Read more... ) -
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Can't sleep - apparently the sudden unfamiliar influx of oxygen gave me a something of a spazz attack, which I am no doubt going to pay dearly for later. Also, my ass hurts.
Of course being me, the first thing I'm gonna do when I feel the slightest bit better is overstrain myself, because I'm such a macho bitch and all that there. Moron. Utter ( Read more... ) -
All I Want For Christmas Is A Sucking Chest Wound
Well, it's official. I have pneumonia. Again. Those of you who wondered why I've been so fucking out of it lately, please understand I've been struggling mightily to keep putting one foot in front of the other with no real energy left over to actually form thoughts and communicate and stuff ( Read more... )
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