Marc
... you broke all the rules, now I'll out all of your pubic hair, you motherfucker ...
How melodic do you think that line could be? If you guessed "very", count yourself a winner. Tenacious D's s/t album is completely fucking rock, no strings attached. If I could stop listening to it, I would, but I'm beginning to think that it's impossible. The skits between songs are hilarious, and are used almost exclusively as segways into the songs themselves. On most comedy themed albums, the skits get old and repetive, but what's funnier than hearing Jack Black repeatedly yell "cockass!"? Once again, you've won if you said "nothing". Go ahead and give yourself a pat on the back, chum.
I'm still blasting the new D-Plan album in the room right now. Hopefully, the CountrySlut that lives upstairs is trying to sleep, or trying to do homework, or whatev. And I hope that it's bothering her ... tremendously. I don't ask for much. Just the ability to listen to my records while I surf the Matrix from time to time (Matrix referring to the DSL line in our apt.). Two nights ago, I'm listening to David Gray's White Ladder at 1/4 volume when a foot stomp thumps down from above. Five minutes after that, I'm playing acoustic guitar, w/my roomate Al sitting in on violin, when she comes down to our door and tells us to shut up. Fucking Christ, what's a brotha' gotta do to be able to make some noise around here?
All I'm saying is that hicks shouldn't go to college. Is that wrong?
How melodic do you think that line could be? If you guessed "very", count yourself a winner. Tenacious D's s/t album is completely fucking rock, no strings attached. If I could stop listening to it, I would, but I'm beginning to think that it's impossible. The skits between songs are hilarious, and are used almost exclusively as segways into the songs themselves. On most comedy themed albums, the skits get old and repetive, but what's funnier than hearing Jack Black repeatedly yell "cockass!"? Once again, you've won if you said "nothing". Go ahead and give yourself a pat on the back, chum.
I'm still blasting the new D-Plan album in the room right now. Hopefully, the CountrySlut that lives upstairs is trying to sleep, or trying to do homework, or whatev. And I hope that it's bothering her ... tremendously. I don't ask for much. Just the ability to listen to my records while I surf the Matrix from time to time (Matrix referring to the DSL line in our apt.). Two nights ago, I'm listening to David Gray's White Ladder at 1/4 volume when a foot stomp thumps down from above. Five minutes after that, I'm playing acoustic guitar, w/my roomate Al sitting in on violin, when she comes down to our door and tells us to shut up. Fucking Christ, what's a brotha' gotta do to be able to make some noise around here?
All I'm saying is that hicks shouldn't go to college. Is that wrong?
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