I think dudes who came up soft can't stand soft music, dudes who came up hard NEED some soft music... to some degree, anyway. Makes sense to me.
I think dudes who came up soft can't stand soft music, dudes who came up hard NEED some soft music... to some degree, anyway. Makes sense to me.![]()
Well, I would certainly have to agree with you there (I think moreso today than ever).sometimes hood is not an authority on good, seen.
Oh, schnap! Paul Nice just called you Arsenio!Plus, whoever that guy is talking about "am I the only one on earth who gets a violent reaction anytime I hear Steely Dan" sounds softer than a Vassar grad.
It was Ed Motta.i think Tim Maia included it in his list in a recent issue of wax poetics.
nice one Marco. I'm a Steelyn Dan lover and am not ashamed to say it. Aja gets slapped on very often in my household.EMBED src="http://www.solidsoundsystem.com/audio/steelydansucks.mp3" autostart=true hidden=true
Hee hee hee. Though I think the secret source of punk was Pat Metheny:THERE'S A REASON PUNK WAS INVENTED AND STEELY DAN WAS IT.
Don't cut it short or you'll miss some fresh Denny Diaz guitar licks on the fadeout......Best Steely Dan song is "My Old School" without question.
Actually, these lyrics are from "Deacon Blues" (from Aja), which I do on occasion at karaoke."Josie" is the best song on .
Fuckin haters.
This is the day of the expanding man
That shape is my shade
There where I used to stand
It seems like only yesterday
I gazed through the glass
At ramblers, wild gamblers
That's all in the past
You call me a fool
You say it's a crazy scheme
This one's for real
I already bought the dream
So useless to ask me why
Throw a kiss and say goodbye
I'll make it this time
I'm ready to cross that fine line
I'll learn to work the saxaphone
I play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name for the winners in the world
And I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues
My back to the wall
A victim of laughing chance
This is for me
The essence of true romance
Sharing the things we know and love
With those of my kind
Libations
Sensations
That stagger the mind
I crawl like a viper
Through these suburban streets
Make love to these women
Languid and bittersweet
I'll rise when the sun goes down
Cover every game in town
A world of my own
I'll make it my home sweet home
(refrain)
This is the night of the expanding man
I take one last drag
As I approach the stand
I cried when I wrote this song
Sue me if I play too long
This brother is free
I'll be what I want to be
No doubt. Didn't mean to imply I was posting Josie. We need Big Stacks doin karaoke "Deacon Blues" up on YouTube, stat! You gotta really sleaze it up when you do that one bro.Actually, these lyrics are from "Deacon Blues" (from Aja), which I do on occasion at karaoke.
Peace,
Big Stacks from Kakalak