Sean Daily is an English major from New Jersey now living in Las Vegas, the Other City of Lights. "I consider 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas' to be comfort reading, I like the al pastor tacos at Tacos Mexico and I count among my literary influences the Chainsaw from 'Doom'. 'RRRRRR! You don't like that, do you, Mr. Undead Marine! RRRRRR!'"
Shanoah Alkire is our Discordian at large. "Born in Santa Cruz, I grew up in Grass Valley and the Bay Area, and now lurk in Las Vegas. My literary influences include Ray Bradbury,
Lewis Carroll, and Douglas Adams. I also program as a hobby,
and currently maintain the Gtk port of Angband. You can find
a rather old bio of me here."
While I’ve played Oingo Boingo’s “Little Girls” here before, I thought this Azumanga Daioh AMV of the song was pretty well done. (And it won first place in the comedy category at Nekocon X) That and I wanted to try to get back in the habit of posting here occassionally…
I read about Mister Rogers being a SEAL in a piece of spam e-mail several years ago – an e-mail, by the way, that Snopes.com has debunked. But I don’t care if it’s accurate or not. The thought of Mister Rogers having confirmed kills is just too delicious to abandon.
Courtesy of blessedwithdeath, and if that’s not the name of a Misfits song then it should be. Recorded live in 1981, which means that’s Glenn Danzig (author of that other paean to motherhood, Mother) up on stage.
Singled out the kids who are mean to me
Get straight A’s but they still make fun
I don’t give a… I’ll laugh last
Stayed in every night
Do my homework so I’ll be smart
Girls all say I’m a little fucked
Mommy I’m a good boy
Mommy I’m a fuckin’ savior
Mommy I’m alive
Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight
Rip the veins from human necks
Until they’re wet with life
Razor-blades love teenage flesh
An epidermathy
I’ll bring back a souvenir
For it’s my mommy’s dream
Can I go out and kill tonight, kill tonight
Killed a girl on lovers’ lane
I kept her toes and teeth
Every night I stalk around until I find my keep
I’ll bring back a souvenir
For it’s my mommy’s dream
Can I go out and kill tonight, kill tonight
Killed a girl on lovers lane
I kept her toes and teeth
Every night I stalk around until I find my keep, mommy
I’ll bring back a souvenir
For it’s my mommy’s dream
Can I go out and kill tonight, kill tonight
Kill tonight, kill tonight, kill tonight, kill tonight
Kill tonight, kill tonight
Can I go out and kill tonight, kill tonight
Kill tonight, kill tonight, kill tonight, kill tonight
Kill tonight, kill tonight
Mr. Rogers was a SEAL, Sean? I think the phrase you’re looking for is ordained Presbyterian minister. Though I suppose there could be similarities. And did you know that he was a major proponent of peoples right to record programs off the air on a vcr? (Nothing like Mr. Obama, IOW.)
A very different life, in any case, from Sinead O’Connor.
She was in a custody battle between her mother and father, and claims to have been abused by her mother. Eventually, she went to live with her father, and ended up in a school being run by the Sisters of Our Lady of Charity. A scary name if I ever heard it. Feels like rulers are involved.
She then ended up in a Quaker boarding school, dropped out, and joined a rock and roll band. Thus, this song, Daddy I’m Fine, appears to be fairly autobiographical. As well as including lyrics about wanting to fuck every man in sight.
It is a song about being strong and following what you believe. While having lots of sex, apparently. NSFW, obviously.
And here are the lyrics (snagged from sing365.com):
I was born in Dublin town
Where there was not too much going on down
For girls whose only hope
Was not to find a man who could piss in a pot
So early I heard my first guitar
And I knew I wanted to be a big star
And I told my poor worried father
Said I ain’t gonna go to school no more
Cuz see I wanna look cool and I wanna look good
With my hair slicked back and my black leather boots
Wanna stand up tall with my boobs upright
And feel real hot when the makeup’s nice
I get sexy underneath the lights
Like I wanna fuck every man in sight
Baby come home with me tonight
Make you feel good make you feel all right
I’m going away to London
I got myself a big fat plan
Gonna be a singer in a rock ‘n’ roll band
And I’m gonna change everything I can
Sorry to be disappointing
Wasn’t born for no marrying
Wanna make my own living singing
Strong independent Pagan woman singing
And I feel real cool and I feel real good
Got my hair shaved off and my black thigh boots
I stand up tall with my pride upright
And I feel real hot when the makeup’s nice
I get sexy underneath them lights
Like I wanna fuck every man in sight
Baby come home with me tonight
Make you feel good make you feel all right
I’m glad I came here to London
I’ve myself some big fat fun
And I have even made some mon’
I got the most angelic son
My baby daughter is golden
And I do what I like for fun
And I’m happy in my prime
Daddy I’m fine I’m fine Daddy I’m fine
Daddy I’m fine I’m fine Daddy I love you
Me, too, Shanoah. I, too, am politicked out. Still, I gots enough juice left in me to share this one little tidbit: why I will never be able to take Tea Party seriously.
As you know, many media outlets often refer to members of the Tea Party movement as Tea Baggers, which of course instantly brings to my mind this scene from John Waters’ Pecker [1] (starring a criminally underemployed Eddie Furlong, by the way).
Not Work Safe, just because it’s John Waters. Courtesy of nessthing.
Jesus, that’s scary, ain’t it? It’s almost as good as the job the Republicans did for the word “liberal” – almost.
[1] Which should tell you something about my mind.
Well, Gotham to Gothic isn’t a big jump anyways, Sean. But you said that Cady bought and slaughtered a puppy in front of his daughter.
Well, besides being a cruel and sadistic thing to do, that also reminds me of a song, namely Ogden Edsl’s Dead Puppies. You may be familiar with it from the Dr. Demento show.
Ogden Edsl, being a bunch of very strange chaps, have written other bizarre songs. Here is one of them, Kinko the Kid-Loving Clown. No, I’m not making this up.
Talking about slaughtering puppies, and molesting young children, of course, makes me think of politics. And you all know my opinions on politicians. Especially politicians who signed a one-year extension on the patriot act on Saturday. And news reporters who don’t put it on the news. Grrr. I’d better post this before I get into my own rant…
Yep, freedom of speech is important. (Which is probably why nothing in this post is work safe) Mind, I couldn’t get much into Immortal Techniques song because he kept rapping over the same few seconds of Jona Lewie’s Stop The Cavalry.
As I really like that song, I found it really distracting. I kept expecting Hey, Mr. Churchill comes over here to say we’re doing splendidly to kick in at some point.
Of course, freedom of speech is very important in music (and in other places). I know Frank Zappa would agree with me (12). And we’d never get artists like Wesley Willis singing what the voices in his head dictate, whether it is about how he murdered your family, the way he kicked Spidermans ass, or even about Vampire Bats,otherwise:
Of course, the big stuff about censoring music when Frank Zappa was around largely was talking about songs like Prince’s ‘Darling Nikki’, because it talked about masturbation. And we can’t have that, right?
Well, I’d continue with rooftop concerts, but the Doug Fieger, lead singer of the Knack just died of cancer, and musician deaths usually take precedence over current themes. The Knack is best known for the song “My Sharona”. You know the one:
Ooh, my little hungry one, hungry one
Open up a package of my bologna
Or, well, maybe not. But Weird Al’s parody is the song I tend to think of. The Knack’s other big hit was a song called “Good Girls Don’t…”, which sites like Entertainment Weekly are playing the clean version of.
My thinking went along the line of ‘Well, if there’s a clean version, there must also be a dirty version. So I must hunt this version down and play it, for completeness.‘. So I am. The changed lyric was the line “‘Til she’s sitting on your face”, which became “When she puts you in your place.”. Clearly having her sitting on your face is preferable.
Ah, well, if we’re going to do the whole American Irish in New York thing, we’d be remiss to leave out New York Girls. It’s been covered by a lot of groups, including the Kingston Trio and Steeleye Span. The version I chose to play here, though, is being played by Oysterband.
After all, not only is this a good version, the video is entertaining. It was shot in New York in 1989 featuring the New York Ukranian Community Polka Club with Oysterband.
I’m sure this is how some New Yorkers Christmas goes. And what would Christmas be without polka?
I’m not really sure whether to classify this as a full post or a What the F*** for today, as it shares a little of both.
All I really know of this is that it is the opening to some sort of Japanese Shakespearean Musical. The ending has the same tune, only all the actors were ghosts.
Now here is “To be or not to be” turned into a song and dance number, the ‘Mondai’ song. Think this is the same musical. This has Tatsuya Fujiwara as Hamlet. I so wish I understood Japanese.
And here is Hamlet seeing the ghost of his father when trying to have sex with a fat Valkyrie. The kid has issues. ^_^