tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849721211968716291.post515350522383485147..comments2024-03-17T19:12:33.328-07:00Comments on Reason to Believe: Favorite Song Friday: No Such ThingScott Petersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305183871714612040noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849721211968716291.post-51902331055256535722014-03-02T10:20:45.767-08:002014-03-02T10:20:45.767-08:00BTW, you know what you need when you have Tom More...BTW, you know what you need when you have Tom Morello, Springsteen, the E street Band, and an AC/DC song?<br /><br /><a href="http://youtu.be/NquraA9-z5E" rel="nofollow">eddie Vedder</a>zombie rotten mcdonaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10601960953323752278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849721211968716291.post-61509800690717942102014-02-28T18:54:37.879-08:002014-02-28T18:54:37.879-08:00Our friends are able to hurt us the most, aren'...Our friends are able to hurt us the most, aren't they?zombie rotten mcdonaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10601960953323752278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849721211968716291.post-33156832555135819652014-02-28T10:19:58.119-08:002014-02-28T10:19:58.119-08:00I have no idea what you're talking about.
Ok...I have no idea what you're talking about. <br /><br />Okay, maybe I have <i>some</i> idea. Co-<b>RtB</b>'r Dan was swamped at work, so I decided to "help him out" by covering his usual <i>Favorite Song Friday</i> slot. I briefly tried to figure out which song he'd most like me to tackle before immediately realizing that was exactly the wrong approach. I therefore thought about which song he'd <i>least</i> like me to ghostwrite in his name, and it was pretty much a no-brainer, as there's only musician in the entire world that makes the two of us violently angry. <br /><br />As Shakespeare said, "I've always been kind of a pacifist. When I was a kid, my father told me, 'Never hit anyone in anger, unless you're absolutely sure you can get away with it.'" That describes both of us, I believe, but the mere sight of John Mayer's face blows all reason aside instantly. There's seriously no musician I can think of that makes me feel more violent than he. <br /><br />So I wrote this love letter in Dan's name and waited for him to see it. Which, thanks to some glitchy internets in the wilds of New England, he promptly didn't. And didn't. And didn't. I know the exact moment he <i>did</i> finally see it, thanks to hearing the blood-curdling scream all the way down here in SoCal and because he pulled the damn thing milliseconds later. <br /><br />But I was so pleased with the piece, that I decided it had to live on, even if (horror of horrors) it was in my name. <br /><br />Hence. <br /><br />Also, for the record? While I can't stand John Mayer? I really do like this song, the only one of his I can even tolerate for 10 seconds. The lyrics are so awful, so sophomoric, so panderiffic—I feel like when he was writing it, he was chuckling to himself, thinking of how many senior proms across this great land were going to choose it for their theme song, and the sweet green that'd subsequently be rolling in. And yet it's got a swell melody and the keyboard solo in the middle's really pretty. As for the video, the girls singing in the audience are adorbs. <br /><br />But sweet FSM those lyrics. Scott Petersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18305183871714612040noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849721211968716291.post-37573849083472069742014-02-28T08:59:20.968-08:002014-02-28T08:59:20.968-08:00something whacky is going on here.something whacky is going on here.zombie rotten mcdonaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10601960953323752278noreply@blogger.com