Musical artistry is like any other aesthetic science. It is subjective and sometimes subject to whatever the current pop cultural mores may be at a given moment in time.
Here are a couple of tunes that take me back to a time when things were far less complicated:
Enjoy.
12 comments:
I had forgotten these songs...I like Kommissar and always thought Blondie was highly underrated for beauty and talent. Actually, Cameron Diaz looks like her, don't you think?
"Hurry Up"...kind of catchy! And I'm thinking , watching that video, "Man, we danced like THAT?" Yup
ATF had one US hit in twelve years; somehow, a one-twelfth success ratio doesn't sound all that successful to me: sorta like a democratically controlled Congress. None of this surprises us at this blog.
BTW, keyboard Pete Banks eventually stopped producing this irritating music and went on to sell computers. Oh, and that one US hit? This song was it, which is enough to make us worry about people today who are voting for Obama’s commie agenda. Ya see, they listened to this crap when they was kids.
In spite of her completely acceptable breast size, Blondie was largely regarded as an underground band in the United States, but in the past 40 years, she's sold 40 million records which means she can move in with me and the Gunny anytime.
We give this week’s musical selections two and a half stars, mostly because of Blondie’s acceptable breast size.
Your best friend,
Eric
Actually, I found both of these videos entertaining ... especially the second one.
Don't pay any attention to Eric, First Sergeant. You're doing good work and we're mostly very proud of you. Not quite sergeant major material, but still ... well, something to work for.
Semper Fi
Z,
Glad you enjoyed these tunes. It sounds like we have much in common in the way of musical tastes.
But, for the record, I never danced that way (without massive quantities of beer, wine, and/or liquor in my system)..
Eric,
You keep demonstrating everyday that you are still a bona fide communist puke.
BTW, I'd be squaring your area away, I hear that Gunny Asche is getting out of rehab soon and your mom has invited him to stay with you two, for a few months until he can complete the outpatient portion of his treatment.
Thank you Mustang for your continued public support. I am glad that you are covering my back while people are watching.
I owe you big time.
I am glad that you are covering my back while people are watching.
Well, here you have it folks: proof that no good turn goes unpunished. The countless times when I had Sunset’s back when no one was looking; the unbelievably voluminous times when I saved his ass and didn’t even receive a thank you in acknowledgement of my sacrifices —for a friend. The irrefutable evidence I uncovered showing that Sunset is really Eric, Gunny, Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Stan, and Thurston Howell III and Ham … evidence I have never revealed to a single soul and never will because I don't want my friend L. A. Sunset’s reputation to suffer … and this is the thanks I get.
Ah well … just another really-sad day in the life of an abandoned Mustang.
I enjoyed the musical selections this week Sunsett.
As for other matters in your comment section, I was under the assumption that Marines weren't supposed to whine...
//The irrefutable evidence I uncovered showing that Sunset is really Eric, Gunny, Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Stan, and Thurston Howell III and Ham … evidence I have never revealed to a single soul and never will because I don't want my friend L. A. Sunset’s reputation to suffer … and this is the thanks I get.//
Outstanding.
Now that this is finally out, I finally feel relief that there is no more material in which the Colonel can blackmail me.....no more can he can threaten to expose what he believes to be true for cash sums to be named based on his gambling debts for the week.
Even so, he cannot prove that I have assumed the identities of any of those characters. He can allege, but that is all.
(And that's the thanks I get.)
//I was under the assumption that Marines weren't supposed to whine...//
Ouch.
That had to hurt.
;)
Ah yes … the 12” long dirk inserted swiftly in between my ribs directly into my vital organs.
And then the first sergeant signs off with the representation of Sessue Hayakawa, recalling the sneak attack against Pearl Harbor on 7 December 1941.
Worse, I’ve uncovered a conspiracy involving my first sergeant and what I thought was my best ever groupy.
I may never listen to another Blast from the Past ever again. It’s just … too traumatic.
Of course, one axiom reminds us that whatever goes around comes around. I’m not sure what that means, exactly … but we’ll find out.
//one axiom reminds us that whatever goes around comes around. I’m not sure what that means, exactly … but we’ll find out.//
Submitting this into evidence as Exhibit A for countersuit.
Irwin R. Shuyster J.D.
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