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It’s
Like Looking In A Mirror And Realizing It’s
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Now wasn’t that a profound sounding
title? Gives ya the feeling that what I’m
about to talk about is deep and insightful.
(BUZZZZ!!!) Wrong!!! It was a ruse and I have
succeeded in just kidnapping your attention.
MWAHAHAHAHA It’s early in the morning
and I’m up here twiddling my thumbs at
the radio station….so I might as well
use this time and talk a bit about some things.
Some current…some not.
First…we talk music.
Never had to knock on wood, but I know someone
who has…..and if he tries to knock on
my wood, he’s gonna get my foot up his
ass!
I don’t play that way.
I sit in the studio and I have volumes upon
volumes of music at my fingertips….just
ready to be played. I can pick an old Led
Zeppelin classic or maybe something more revolutionary?
Some Disturbed or maybe Rob Zombie? No no
no…..I pass all these up and I rest my
fingers on the Mighty, Mighty Bosstones. I
hate this band….but ya know what? They
got some catchy ass tunes. Impression That
I Get (is that the proper title?) just takes
a trip through your ears, down your spine
and just tells your body “Move for God’s
sake!! Shimmy and shake and prance like a
fool!!” And so I do.
The next song I find kinda comes as a surprise.
A song that I almost forgot about and think…how
could I forget a song that touched me sooo
much? Back in the day, I was a big fan of
that big hair, make up wearing cock rock movement.
Luckily, that movement went the way of the
Empire and is now dead. However, there were
some quality songs that came from some no
name bands. One such band went by the name
of Faster Pussycat. Faster Pussycat put out
a song called House of Pain. (If someone says
“Jump Around” I’ll kick you
in the fucking teeth) House of Pain is about
a son who is basically ignored and abandoned
by his father. However, the whole time, the
boy never loses faith that his father will
pull through and keep his promises. This song
spoke to me….not because my father kept
letting me down…But because my time with
him had been taken away and I felt all alone.
Listen to me…trying to explain my feelings…..I
become a retard when try to express myself.
So, just take a look at the lyrics to the
song below.
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House
of Pain
It's a little past
supper time
I'm still out on the porch step sittin'
on my behind,
Waiting for you.
Wonderin' if everything's alright,
Moma said,"Come in boy, don't
waste your time,"
I said,"I've got time. Well he'll
be here soon."
Five years old and talkin' to myself.
Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy
can't you tell?
Chorus.
I'm not tryin' to
fake it, and I ain't the one to blame.
No, there's no one home in my house
of pain.
I didn't write these pages and my
script's been re-arranged.
No, there's no one home in my house
of pain.
Wasn't I worth the
time?
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to
mime and all the time,
I looked up to you.
I paced my room a million times.
And all I ever got was one big line,
the same old lie.
How could you?
Well I was eighteen and still talkin'
to myself.
Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy
can't ya tell?
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Kinda sad, huh? Let me reiterate….my
father never neglected me….I can just
associate with the sadness in this song. Missing
your Dad is tough.
Enough of this somber shit…..we move
on now. Remember earlier in the year when
a bunch of ladies did a little remake of a
song called “Lady Marmalade”? Among
those ladies were Christina Aguilera, Lil’
Kim, Maya and a special little lady named
Alecia Moore….better known as Pink.
Either I’m becoming a gay man or Get
The Party Started is like one of the catchiest
tunes EVER!! Now, when Pink first debuted
I wasn’t impressed with her physically
nor vocally. Since then, she’s kinda
become a bit of a hottie…..sure…she
prolly can’t sing worth a damn still
but whoever wrote this song did a kick ass
job. I can’t help but shake my Wicker
Ass everytime I hear that song start up.
I really can’t think of any other music
tidbits that I’d care to discuss right
now so I guess we’ll get into my main
musical thoughts.
One word…..Godsmack. Or is that two words?
WHATEVER!!
One thing is coming to mind right now….GODSMACK
RULES!! This band is kicking my ass. Tunes
like I Stand Alone, Keep Away, Greed and ,my
personal favorite, Voodoo. This group has
such a primal and aggressive sound and they’re
not afraid to just rock out. It seems like
musicians are trying to be everything and
cater to everyone. You got bands like Creed
that are playing on stations ranging from
Hot AC to Hard Rock….pick a fucking genre!!
Or you got bands like Metallica who have turned
making music into a sterile and cold thing….a
machine with which to make money with. Godsmack
doesn’t write cold and lifeless….this
band is rich in sound and destined for greatness.
A style that is unparalleled in it’s
passion. Granted, it’s all about taste
and this music to me may sound like crap to
you…but I recommend that you give Godsmack
a try. They’ve truly impressed me.
That’s it Wicker Music for this week……keep
checking back folks…..I’ll be getting
some GROOVY help here from a JEDI chickie
very soon!! And she knows more about music
than I. |
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