I’m Working So I Won’t Have To Try So Hard
Reader and commenter and impresario Dave has challenged my Heir and The Spare again:
Alright, the chick in the Youtube video convinced me: $20 for Someday by the Strokes. A quick and easy one for ya- she’s very muse-i-cal
Dave (Bill Graham’s got nuttin’ on me)
Okey dokey. The boys know how to learn things. It’s the method they’ve been taught. Learn-Do-Teach. Still, I’m sort of amazed that in one day they can learn a new song well enough to perform it and produce a video of it by themselves. They did enlist their old man to play the bass with them. Last resort. The song only took two takes. I made a mistake in the first one or it would have taken only one. They’ll find a decent bass player. Someday.
The somewhat inferior but nonetheless somewhat charming original:
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Bulletin, 2012: People Stockpiling Anxiety Medicine And Preparing To Call To Complain If Their Cable TV Is Out
As the philosopher Jagger once wrote: Things are different today. I hear every mother say. The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore…
You may think I’m joking in the headline, but if you read The Meteor, you’ll learn that there isn’t any joke you can dream up that doesn’t turn up true eventually. Sooner rather than later, usually.
Read The Rumford Meteor, or you won’t know what it says.
Sippican Cottage Readers Are Cautioned That It’s Time For The Hurricane Smith Preparedness Drill
You’ll need batteries for your transistor radio, so you can scan the dial looking for Hurricane Smith songs to pass the time. Make sure you’ve got plenty of milk, to mix with cognac and some other stuff to make your lo-fat Brandy Alexanders, in case Harry Nilsson and John Lennon come over. You should probably head over to Home Despot and get some plywood to put over all your windows; if your disco ball sends its reflections outside the house, you might attract ships at sea. Better to keep them in your living room, accenting the flocked wallpaper and the patterned mirror tiles on one wall. Your Peter Max poster looks best that way, too.
Don’t forget to stow your faux fur throw rugs, to expose your peel and stick parquet flooring in all its glory. Your stack heels will keep you up out of the raging water if you have sound footing. You’ll need candles, of course — but you’ve already got several dozen arranged around your papasan chair love nest. Fire them up with your Colibri coffee table lighter, and invite some storm-tossed lovely over. Don’t light the fondue pot until she’s in the building, or it’ll get gummy. Better have a doobie hanging around too; you’re not that charming. You’re no Hurricane Smith.
Month: October 2012
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