Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Don't Drink and Download
That's it. I am officially banned from clicking on the "PURCHASE" section of my itunes while consuming even modest amounts of alcohol. You may laugh and say, but why? Alcohol and music go so nicely together! Well here's the problem. One might equate it to waking up in bed in the morning after a hard night of partying, and finding a very sketchy... song in the bed next to you. You're not quite sure why you liked it the night before, but it certainly got you groovin'. And now, it's just scaring you.
Recent samples of REALLY BAD musical choices that I've made while consuming drink of choice for a lonely Friday night (Bristol Cream Sweet Sherry):
Recent samples of REALLY BAD musical choices that I've made while consuming drink of choice for a lonely Friday night (Bristol Cream Sweet Sherry):
- YEAH! by Usher and featurin' other homies. Choices lines from this masterpiece "she got me feeling like I'm wanting to blow!"... (followed my many repetitions of the word YEAH)
- The entire new Jacksoul album, which although fairly nice and not too offensive is just so far from what I would download when in full control of my senses (who in their right mind covers Ashlee Simspon?)
- The extended dance mix of Bizarre Love Triangle. It's a great song at the club (perhaps I thought I was at a party in my head). Not so hot when sober.
- I don't feel like Dancin' by the Scissor Sisters. Do I really need to own a bad rip off of the BeeGees?
- Too Close by Next. The opening line says it all... "I wonder if she can tell I'm hard right now". Damn. I bought this? Seriously? Perhaps it was the clever pun repeated throughout the song, "Baybee, you're makin' it hard for meeeeee!" . Hard indeed.
I could go on, but I've already admitted to spending my heard earned dollars on bad, bad music. We'll just leave it at that, and remember kids: Don't Drink and Download!
Captain Slappy Squireel
I'd like to propose the creation of a new superhero for our era. He is not tall, nor is he buff with a six-pack. His name is captain Slappy Squireel. His sole purpose in life is to come around and give people a solid slap in the face when it's really needed. "SNAP OUT OF EEET!" he would say, then fly off into the distance, red cape flapping in the wind. He would be pocket size, kind of like those little angels and demons that occasionally appear in conflict above cartoon shoulders. He would look like this:
Ah, Captain Slappy Squireel... where are you when we need you? Come by for a visit sometime.
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