Five Song Friday: Thank You for Listening
This Week: Drugged Drinks, Soul Holes and Bald By Choice
It’s a busy week and nobody has time for nonsense.
Which is just another way of saying that I’m way behind on wrapping gifts and generally unprepared for the next five days of happy holiday family fun time.
So I’ll keep this brief.
I’ve usually got something stuck in my craw to complain about or pontificate, but not today.
Today, I’m going to leave the big dumb world alone.
I’m not going to unleash a rant on retail stores that seem to have “stopped trying” or follow up on my artificial intelligence thoughts by professing my absolute love for ChatGPT.
I’m not going to give you a play-by-play of why the Star Wars Holiday Special is legitimately UNWATCHABLE.
And I won’t waste your time with a completely subjective and self-indulgent collection of “Best Of” lists for 2022.*
But I do want to say THANK YOU for reading and listening.
This Five Song Friday thing has been fun.
Thanks for coming along for the ride.
I look forward to sharing more music and nonsense in 2023.
One more thing…
I know last week I claimed that Christmas music was evil and part of a big plot to enslave us all, but I ALSO said that I was not a Scrooge.
So I made you a playlist of Christmas songs.
Please enjoy…
Five Song Friday Xmas Music Playlist
Have a great holiday season. Stay safe and stay healthy. See you next week.
Sincerely,
DJ CrankyPete
Five Song Friday 044
“Spiked” - Bilk
This song is the opposite of an ABC Afterschool Special. Instead of painting a portrait of the evils of drug and alcohol, it tells the simple story of a guy who gets his drink spiked… and then accepts a SECOND DRINK from the person who drugged him.
This may be the only song in my history of listening to songs that made me react like a person who yells at people in horror movies.
“What are you doing?! You JUST spent the last minute talking about how you can’t see, you can’t hear, you can’t think and you’re bouncing off the walls and you can’t blink. Do NOT accept any more beverages from this individual.”
“The Middle” - Bosco Rogers
If you like whistling in pop songs, this is your kind of jam.
Personally, I was never much of a whistler, so maybe I find myself drawn to these songs to fill a whistle-sized hole in my soul.
If you’re trying to figure out whether a “whistle-sized hole” is shaped like one of those referee whistles, the tiny space between lips from whence a whistle sound comes, or the shape of the sound itself… you are making this way to complicated.
“Hang Me Up to Dry” - Claire Denamur
This is a cover of a song by Cold War Kids sung by a French lady. I enjoy the original but always wondered what it would sound like performed by the opposite of a bunch of dudes from Long Beach. Now I know. And so do you!
“Modern World” - The Modern Lovers
Jonathan Richman is a national treasure. His band included future members of The Talking Heads and The Cars. This song is from his band’s debut (produced by The Velvet Underground’s John Cale) which is a goddamn delightful collection of pitch-perfect punk-pop. The Modern Lovers didn’t last long, but Richman is still on tour.
FYI: Those four clunky ass sentences are what happens when you fall down an internet research rabbit hole and realize four sentences isn’t nearly enough but you feel compelled to make some points, drop some names and move on.
“The Outsider” - Lack Of Afro
Full disclosure: I suffer from “lack of afro.”
In fact, I have no hairs on my head except for the fuzz that I voluntarily shave off on a regular basis. What I’m trying to say is that I am bald by choice. I COULD have hair if I wanted to. Growing hair would take zero effort on my part, but then I would have to take care of it like some kind of pet that lives on my head and I’m just way too busy for a commitment like that.
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*But if I did… TV: Andor + Severance | Movies: Everything, Everywhere, All at Once + RRR | Music: Wet Leg + Yeah Yeah Yeahs + Jack White + Young Fathers
That’s all for now. Thanks for reading!
“Virtually every writer I know would rather be a musician.” - Kurt Vonnegut