During my journey to Switzerland by car, I was treated (?) to Benny's 
musical tastes.

(Benny's car stereo is somehow able to decode MPEG-1 layer-3 digital 
audio from yellow-book CDs. Yes, yellow-book, but red-book. As a result, 
1 CD plays for about 13 hours. And the trebble is sufficiently chewed up 
to annoy me. Apparently the difference is inaudible to everyone else...)

Here are some of the assorted lyrics I heard. If you're as bored as me, 
try naming a few of them...



OOOOOOHHHH YEAH!
It's like LIGHTNING!
Everybody was FRIGHTNING!
But the music was SOOTHING!
And then they all started GROOVING!

And the man in the back said "everyone attack" and it turned into a 
ballroom blitz.
And the girl in the corner said "boy I wanna warm ya, it'll turn into a 
ballroom blitz"... Ballroom blitz!

[You have no idea how long I had that thing stuck in my head!]



Woke up this morning, I'm feeling fine.
There's something special on my mind.
Last night I met a new girl in my neighborhood.
Something tells me I'm into something good.



It's just a jump to the left,
And then a step to the right.
With your hands on your hips,
You bring your knees in tight.
But it's the pelvic thrust
That really drives you insane.
Let's do the Time Warp again!

[Oh you have GOT me to KIDDING me!!]




Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama
Rama Rama Hare Hare

[Dude, WTF? You're just making this up now...]



Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast



Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite,
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight.
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite,
And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting.
Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Oooo, afternoon delight.

[I'll skip the story about why this one is "special" to Benny...]



Oh when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Yeah - I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life



If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'd been married long time ago.
Where did you come from, where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe?

[Are you KIDDING me??!?!]



Wooooooooooo! We're half way there!
Wooo-ooooooo! Living on a prayer!
Take my hand, and we'll make it I swear!
Wooo-ooo0000! Living on a prayer!



He was a skater boy,
She said see you later boy.
He wasn't good enough for her.
Now he's a super star,
Slamming on his guitar.
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?



All the leaves are brown,
And the sky is grey.
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day.
I'd be safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
California dreaming...



(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside.
(I can't wake up)
Wake me up inside.
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run.
(I can't wake up)
Before I come undone.
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I've become.



I started singing
"Bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye



[God damn miserable song...]



He stands like a statue,
Becomes part of the machine.
Feeling all the bumpers,
Always playing clean.
He plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall.
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!



[All together now...]

Come all without,
Come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.

[Try to picture 3 sad old geezers sat in a car in the middle of France 
driving along singing this thing. Yeah. That was us. And I don't even 
know what the hell it *means*...]



Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllll....
You know you make me wanna SHOUT!
Kick my heels up and SHOUT!
Throw my hands up and SHOUT!
Throw my head back and SHOUT!
Come on now...

[Damn, that women needs to STAND BACK FROM THE MICROPHONE! Jesus she's 
scary... At least, I *presume* it's a women...]



Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise.
Run in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies.

And if you dont love me now,
You will never love me again.
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain.

[Air guitars, please... You all know how this part goes. ;-) ]



I dont know who you are or what you do, or where you go when youre not 
around.
I dont know anything about you baby, but youre everything Im dreaming of.
I dont know who you are, but youre a real dead ringer for love.
A real dead ringer for love.



[Hmm - how many decades and musical styles have we covered so far? Damn, 
I can't even *remember* half of what was on that CD...]

-- 
http://blog.orphi.me.uk/
http://www.zazzle.com/MathematicalOrchid*

Post a reply to this message

And lo on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 13:29:36 -0000, Invisible <voi### [at] devnull> did  
spake, saying:

> During my journey to Switzerland by car, I was treated (?) to Benny's  
> musical tastes.
>
> (Benny's car stereo is somehow able to decode MPEG-1 layer-3 digital  
> audio from yellow-book CDs. Yes, yellow-book, but red-book. As a result,  
> 1 CD plays for about 13 hours. And the trebble is sufficiently chewed up  
> to annoy me. Apparently the difference is inaudible to everyone else...)
>
> Here are some of the assorted lyrics I heard. If you're as bored as me,  
> try naming a few of them...
>
>
>
> OOOOOOHHHH YEAH!
> It's like LIGHTNING!
> Everybody was FRIGHTNING!
> But the music was SOOTHING!
> And then they all started GROOVING!
>
> And the man in the back said "everyone attack" and it turned into a  
> ballroom blitz.
> And the girl in the corner said "boy I wanna warm ya, it'll turn into a

^warn ya

> ballroom blitz"... Ballroom blitz!
>
> [You have no idea how long I had that thing stuck in my head!]

I tend to be stuck on the the Wayne's World version.

> Something tells me I'm into something good.

Yep good old Herman's Hermits

> Let's do the Time Warp again!
>
> [Oh you have GOT me to KIDDING me!!]

Ah now it's one of only three musicals I can stand.

> Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
<snip>
> [Dude, WTF? You're just making this up now...]

Ookay

<snip>
> But they just can't kill the beast

<sigh>

> Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite,
> Looking forward to a little afternoon delight.
> Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite,
> And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting.
> Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Oooo, afternoon delight.
>
> [I'll skip the story about why this one is "special" to Benny...]

Thanks; not one I can recall.

> Oh when I look back now
> That summer seemed to last forever
> And if I had the choice
> Yeah - I'd always wanna be there
> Those were the best days of my life

Nope can't place that either

> If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
> I'd been married long time ago.
> Where did you come from, where did you go?
> Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe?
>
> [Are you KIDDING me??!?!]

Hey I've got that one too.

<snip>
> Wooo-ooo0000! Living on a prayer!

<sigh>

> He was a skater boy,
> She said see you later boy.

Look at me I'm really street. Yeah Avril now shut up.

> California dreaming...

Damn fine.

> (Save me)
> Save me from the nothing I've become.

Not their best.

> And singing, "This’ll be the day that I die.
> This’ll be the day that I die."
>
> [God damn miserable song...]

Still a good song though.

> Sure plays a mean pinball!

De dum dum dum de dum.

> [All together now...]
>
> You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
>
> [Try to picture 3 sad old geezers sat in a car in the middle of France  
> driving along singing this thing. Yeah. That was us. And I don't even  
> know what the hell it *means*...]

Ah Manfred Mann via Dylan.

> Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllll....
> You know you make me wanna SHOUT!
>
> [Damn, that women needs to STAND BACK FROM THE MICROPHONE! Jesus she's  
> scary... At least, I *presume* it's a women...]

Assuming you were listening to Lulu then yes it was a women.

> I can still hear you saying
> You would never break the chain.
>
> [Air guitars, please... You all know how this part goes. ;-) ]

Meh.

> A real dead ringer for love.

Ah Mr Loaf

Nice mix I'd have listened to those with something approaching pleasure.

-- 
Phil Cook

--
I once tried to be apathetic, but I just couldn't be bothered
http://flipc.blogspot.com

Post a reply to this message

Phil Cook wrote:
>> Oh when I look back now
>> That summer seemed to last forever
>> And if I had the choice
>> Yeah - I'd always wanna be there
>> Those were the best days of my life
> 
> Nope can't place that either

Ah, Mr Adams, how many weeks at no 1 would you like (to the nearest ten)?

>> He was a skater boy,
>> She said see you later boy.
> 
> Look at me I'm really street. Yeah Avril now shut up.

Haha! I like to refer to her as Avril Latrine. Not all bad tho.

Post a reply to this message

>> And the man in the back said "everyone attack" and it turned into a 
>> ballroom blitz.
>> And the girl in the corner said "boy I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a
>> ballroom blitz"... Ballroom blitz!
>>
>> [You have no idea how long I had that thing stuck in my head!]
> 
> I tend to be stuck on the the Wayne's World version.

I told my dad I had this stuck in my head, and he just looked at me and 
casually said "oh, that's sweet".

*rimshot*

>> Something tells me I'm into something good.
> 
> Yep good old Herman's Hermits

Them again?? Damn, that's 2 cool songs I know they did...

>> Let's do the Time Warp again!
>>
>> [Oh you have GOT me to KIDDING me!!]
> 
> Ah now it's one of only three musicals I can stand.

...??

>> Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
> <snip>
>> [Dude, WTF? You're just making this up now...]
> 
> Ookay

Seriously, it's like, this normal love song, but in the background 
there's a bunch of guys chanting nonesense words... very odd, but quite 
beautiful... yet still... very odd.

>> But they just can't kill the beast
> 
> <sigh>

You can check out any time you like, but you can NEVER leave.

Apparently.

>> Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite,
>> Looking forward to a little afternoon delight.
>> Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite,
>> And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting.
>> Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Oooo, afternoon delight.
>>
>> [I'll skip the story about why this one is "special" to Benny...]
> 
> Thanks; not one I can recall.

Never heard it myself either... Kinda country song, apparently.

[Isn't it amazing how if you write "lyrics" followed by any tiny extract 
of the words, Google instantly knows PRECISELY WHICH SONG YOU MEAN?!?]

>> Oh when I look back now
>> That summer seemed to last forever
>> And if I had the choice
>> Yeah - I'd always wanna be there
>> Those were the best days of my life
> 
> Nope can't place that either

If I meantioned that it was in the summer of sixty-nine you might stand 
a chance...

>> If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
>> I'd been married long time ago.
>> Where did you come from, where did you go?
>> Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe?
>>
>> [Are you KIDDING me??!?!]
> 
> Hey I've got that one too.

Seriously. We've got all this country and folk music, and then THIS 
comes on... WHAT???

>> Wooo-ooo0000! Living on a prayer!
> 
> <sigh>

Quality stuff... but you wouldn't want to play it too often.

>> He was a skater boy,
>> She said see you later boy.
> 
> Look at me I'm really street. Yeah Avril now shut up.

LOL!

Who's Avril? Isn't that a brand of aspirin or something?

>> California dreaming...
> 
> Damn fine.

I prefer the Beach Boys' version. This one has much thinner harmonies 
and less tuneful backing...

>> (Save me)
>> Save me from the nothing I've become.
> 
> Not their best.

Who is it?

And why doesn't *my* electric guitar ever sound like this?

>> And singing, "This’ll be the day that I die.
>> This’ll be the day that I die."
>>
>> [God damn miserable song...]
> 
> Still a good song though.

Erm, no... not really, no...

>> Sure plays a mean pinball!
> 
> De dum dum dum de dum.

Who was that?

*rimshot*

>> [All together now...]
>>
>> You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
> 
> Ah Manfred Mann via Dylan.

Uh... what?

>> Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllll....
>> You know you make me wanna SHOUT!
>>
>> [Damn, that women needs to STAND BACK FROM THE MICROPHONE! Jesus she's 
>> scary... At least, I *presume* it's a women...]
> 
> Assuming you were listening to Lulu then yes it was a women.

Apparently this "lulu" person is/was extremely attractive. Personally, 
listening to that grinding voice, all I could think of was that evil 
witch person from Tales from the Crypt.

>> I can still hear you saying
>> You would never break the chain.
>>
>> [Air guitars, please... You all know how this part goes. ;-) ]
> 
> Meh.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d0/Chainbass.png

>> A real dead ringer for love.
> 
> Ah Mr Loaf

Even *I* recognise that voice... [That's rare!]

> Nice mix I'd have listened to those with something approaching pleasure.

The ones I can't even remembe were much less interesting. [Tautology?]

-- 
http://blog.orphi.me.uk/
http://www.zazzle.com/MathematicalOrchid*

Post a reply to this message

>>> Oh when I look back now
>>> That summer seemed to last forever
>>> And if I had the choice
>>> Yeah - I'd always wanna be there
>>> Those were the best days of my life
>>
>> Nope can't place that either
> 
> Ah, Mr Adams, how many weeks at no 1 would you like (to the nearest ten)?

Gee, I guess that summer really DID seem to "last forever"... ;-)

-- 
http://blog.orphi.me.uk/
http://www.zazzle.com/MathematicalOrchid*

Post a reply to this message

"Invisible" <voi### [at] devnull> wrote in message
news:47a31ec0$1@news.povray.org...

> Mirrors on the ceiling,

Hotel California

> Oh when I look back now
> That summer seemed to last forever

Summer of '69


> Wooooooooooo! We're half way there!
> Wooo-ooooooo! Living on a prayer!

Living on a Prayer

>
>
> He was a skater boy,
> She said see you later boy.

Skater boy.


> I started singing
> "Bye-bye, miss american pie."

American pie

Post a reply to this message

Invisible <voi### [at] devnull> wrote:
> During my journey to Switzerland by car, I was treated (?) to Benny's
> musical tastes.
....
> And the man in the back said "everyone attack" and it turned into a
> ballroom blitz.
....
> They stab it with their steely knives,
> But they just can't kill the beast
....
> Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Oooo, afternoon delight.
....
> Wooooooooooo! We're half way there!
> Wooo-ooooooo! Living on a prayer!
....
> He was a skater boy,
> She said see you later boy.
....

Funny that, I've always thought of Switzerland as a rather enlightened country
that prohibited things like torture.

Best Regards,
Mike C.

Post a reply to this message

Gail Shaw wrote:

>> Mirrors on the ceiling,
> 
> Hotel California
> 
>> Oh when I look back now
>> That summer seemed to last forever
> 
> Summer of '69
> 
>> Wooooooooooo! We're half way there!
>> Wooo-ooooooo! Living on a prayer!
> 
> Living on a Prayer
> 
>> He was a skater boy,
>> She said see you later boy.
> 
> Skater boy.
> 
>> I started singing
>> "Bye-bye, miss american pie."
> 
> American pie

Damn, she's good... o_o

-- 
http://blog.orphi.me.uk/
http://www.zazzle.com/MathematicalOrchid*

Post a reply to this message

Invisible escribió:
>>> He was a skater boy,
>>> She said see you later boy.
>>
>> Look at me I'm really street. Yeah Avril now shut up.
> 
> LOL!
> 
> Who's Avril? Isn't that a brand of aspirin or something?

There we go again with not knowing people :) Although many may argue 
it's a good thing you don't know who she is.

Post a reply to this message

>> Who's Avril? Isn't that a brand of aspirin or something?
> 
> There we go again with not knowing people :) Although many may argue 
> it's a good thing you don't know who she is.

Oh c'mon. There are *far* too many performers, groups, bands, etc. to 
know who they all are. ;-) At best a person will know the important ones 
from a particular era. Unless they're super-nerdy...

PS. I think I was thinking of "Advil"...

-- 
http://blog.orphi.me.uk/
http://www.zazzle.com/MathematicalOrchid*

Post a reply to this message