| sebastian_dangerfield |
09-24-2004 05:03 PM |
Liberals want to ban your Bible.
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Originally posted by Not Bob
Ah, sebby. Where to start?
OK, "Bad Bad Leroy Brown" was a huge hit for Croce, but it ain't the song that people who think he was an artiste have in mind when they sigh wistfully over his passing. Try "Time in a Bottle" or "Operator."
Personally, I prefer Cat's "Moonshadow" or "Father and Son" to "Peace Train." I have a fond spot for Cat in my heart because the hot hippie chick who worked at the local record store smiled at me when she rang up my purchase of "Teaser and the Firecat" lo these many years ago. "That's a really great albumn, man" she purred. "Aren't you Not Nick's little brother?" Not Nick gave me five bucks for that one.
You attack the poetry of Harry Chapin by picking on "Taxi"? You really are a moron, aren't you? Had you mentioned "Cats in the Cradle," I would have frothed at the mouth in rage at that song, and agreed with you -- forgetting that "Taxi" is pure genius. "She was going to be an actress, and I was going to learn to fly."
I miss Greedon Lightfoot. He was my favorite sock.
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"Cats in the Cradle"??? Damn you, damn you Bob, you vengeful bastard. Now its stuck in my fiucking head. I. Will. Kill. You.
"M'boy, wuz jus like me..." Ah, Dylan Thomas couldn'tve captured the feeling of crusing down the road in your Grand Tourino any better. "Taxi" is the 70s radio equivalent of Don McLean's mean spirited 10 minute assualt on American listeners, "American Pie." Disregarding the fact that Buddy Holly is perhaps one of the most overrated artists of all time, McLean decided to explain to us to for an excruciating ten minutes why Holly's passing was so important. Obviously, it really affected Don. Too bad the rest of humanity didn't give a shit. No, the music didn't die. At least in Taxi's cycle (which might as well be as long as Wagner's the Ring cycle after minute 6), somebody gets stoned and runs into a hottie he used to nail.
I'll give you Father and Son. Its actually a very poignnat song. In fairness to Yusuf, he did have the gift of brevity and imagery in his songs, unlike Chapin, who explained - thus robbing all the soul he could ever hope to infuse in his music - every stitch of every interaction between his characters like faulkner writing an appellate brief to music. But I'll give him 30,000 Lbs of Bananas - I think its amusing. Even if it cruelly trivializes the death of a hapless migrant truck driver. But that was Harry. Spontaneous son of bitch that he was...
When i have a son, I plan to listen to Cats in the Cradle while I rock him to bed. Then I'll coolly step out onto the patio and shoot myself for the betterment of humanity.
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