The festive season is definitely upon us – I can’t get It’s Beginning to look a lot like Fishmen out of my head.
Still, I suppose it’s better than getting earwormed by the original version…
Category: Musical Snobbery
Thoughts for the Day
1: People who can’t tell the difference between ‘balmy’ and ‘barmy’ should be shot.
2: Kim Deal’s vocals on Here Comes Your Man remind me of the high school sweetheart I never had.
3: The government’s new National Broadband Network ads look like the containment grid’s broken down again.
That is all
Kullervo it Ain’t
Been dividing my time between feeling horribly run down and depressed, and building my knight titan (it’s actually starting to look pretty good). Neither are leaving much time for blogging.
But hey, worse things happen in Finland…
(It’s probably sad that I immediately identified this… thing… as being Finnish from the shots of the Sibelius Monument).
God Bless You Akismet
Over the last few months, the Wyrmlog has been getting more and more comment spam. I’ve been deleting it as it comes in, but when I got up yesterday to find 83 c0mments, all linking off to cialis and (for some reason) designer shoe sites, I decided enough was enough, and signed up to Akismet.
From the moment I activated it, not one spam has come through. God bless you Akismet!
(I’m assuming of course that legitimate comments are still getting through – haven’t had one yet to see…)
On another subject, Blondie released possibly the greatest song in rock-pop history back in 1999 and I’ve only just been informed? Inconceivable!
I Bleed
Having the kind of anxiety and depression riddled day where simply being conscious hurts.
There’s only one solution. The Pixies.
There. That’s a bit better.
Meanwhile, In Essex
It’s a bright, clear, late-spring/early-summer type day in Perth. So even though I’m stuck in the office, I thought some bright, clear, late-spring/early-summer type music was in order. So, enjoy!
Election Day, Say Hooray
Do all your shopping at Walmart!
Well, today’s the US Election, when we’ll see if the leadership of the free world (TM) is seized by the evil usurper Romney, or retained by the evil incumbent Obama.
(Personally I’m hoping for the evil incumbent)
For those needing a refresher on their Presidents, here’s Jonathon Coulton’s wonderful song on the matter…
(Note that this is the original 2005 version that doesn’t include Obama or the correct year of Garfield’s assassination)
Let freedom ring people!
Yeehaw!
I can’t decide if this is genius, or insanity…
…in any case, the world is a more… let’s say “interesting” place for its existence.
Down at the Blobby Landing
It’s Meeeeee!! Floppyyyyyyyyy!!!!
I can’t believe that for years I’ve been confusing Mr Blobby and Mr Floppy.
No wonder I could never find his cover of Reckless.
(Although for the record his Wuthering Heights is far superior…)
The Fantastic Sounds of the Pictures
Featuring the Spazzys
I’ve taken a day off of work to get my head in order after the Melbourne trip. Rather than spend any time blogging about it, or putting up the many photos I took, I’ve spent the day pottering about the house and listening to mp3s, one of which just happened to be See You Home Tonight from the Pictures’ 2007 release The Fantastic Sounds of the Pictures.
Not only is this a great song, but it features the vocal talents of the Spazzys, so there’s frankly no circumstances under which I could ever dislike it. That said – somewhat ironically given the album title – the sound production on the track is fairly muffled and muddy, which makes it rather difficult to pick out the lyrics. This hasn’t previously bothered me unduly, but today I was struck with a sudden desire to find them out. “No problem!” I thought “I’ll look them up on the interwebs!” but to my shock and horror, I couldn’t seem to locate them anywhere.
This is not a situation that can be allowed to stand, so I’ve just spend the last half hour playing the song over and over, and listening intently to a live version some kind soul put up on YouTube. As a result, I can now present the following lyrics, which (apart from one bit in the first verse) I am 100% certain are correct.
(The bits in italics are sung by the Spazzys, just so that’s clear…)
See You Home Tonight
by The Pictures (featuring The Spazzys)
I know you won’t want to come to my party,
But if you do we’ll throw good times away,
Dance and drink the whole night long,
Until my pal, he finally lets me say…
So I’m asking you,
‘Cause he can’t ask himself,
Can he see you home, tonight?
No he can’t,
No he can’t,
I know there must be something I missed,
If he’s too shy, for it to come to this,
Well that all might be very well,
But with the crush he got on you, well I just can’t tell!
So I’m asking you,
‘Cause he can’t ask himself,
Can he see you home, tonight?
No he can’t,
See you home tonight…
No he can’t,
Now we got the sun rise up,
It’s time to know if he’s all out of luck,
Before you run and get away,
Just give us one more chance to hear me say…
So I’m asking you,
Can he ask himself?
Can he see you home, tonight?
Can he see you home?
He can’t see me home,
Can he see you home, tonight?
No he can’t,
See you home tonight…
No he can’t,
No he can’t,
See you home tonight…
No he can’t,
