How many songs: 4877
First song:
…And the Gods Made Love- The Jimmy Hendrix Experience
Last song:
Ziggy Stardust- David Bowie
Shortest: Takin’ Retards to the Zoo- The Dead Milkmen (0:47)
If you count non-musical clips, “We’re on a mission from God” from the Blues Brothers (0:01)
Longest: Autobahn (full version)- Kraftwerk (23:39)
Five most played songs:
Dreams- The Allman Brothers Band
Pefect Blue- Lloyd Cole and the Commotions
Shooting Star- Bad Company
Amsterdam- Guster
LA Goodbye- The Ides of March
First song that comes up on "shuffle:”
Ain’t That a Kick in the Head- Dean Martin
Number of items that come up when searching for:
"sex": 38—The entire “BloodSugarSexMagic” album, and the Sex Pistols account for most of this
"death": 7
"love": 307
I guess that shouldn’t be surprising for a guy who’s been married 3 times.
Includes:
Tainted Love/Where Did Our Love Go-Soft Cell
Love Kills- Joe Strummer
She Loves My Automobile- ZZ Top
Love Is Strange- Mickey and Sylvia
Interstate Love Song- Stone Temple Pilots
"you": 495
"me": 1090
includes a lot of words with those to letters in it
"cry": 33
13 comments:
We've got the Ziggy Stardust in common and a lot of me words too!
By the way, I watched Dig! on the weekend on your recommend and it was great and a bit of a trainwreck huh?
I love Lloyd Cole!
Dale and Lu-- It's funny-- I recently treated myself to a half-dozen cd's (all used, of course) that I have in vinyl, but wanted in cd. Ziggy Stardust and Lloyd Cole's "Rattlesnakes" were two of them. Any other recommendations on Lloyd Cole, Lu?
I saw on your blog about that, Dale. Yes, it's fascinating and terribly sad at once, isn't it?
I just downloaded the new Lloyd Cole album. Do you have it, Johnny Yen or Lulu?
I had noth thought of the Ides Of March until I read this.
Yeah, LA Goodbye was a minor hit, after their huge hit, "Vehicle."
If you hurry, Guster is playing tonight in Walla Walla. Tickets are $20, but the show is at 9 p.m., so you will need to move quickly :)
Alasdair--Thanks so much-- you're a big help! ;)
I actually am in Washington frequently, but on the other side of the state-- one of my best friends lives in Seattle.
PS- alasdair-- don't I remember you mentioning Jaime Brockett's "The True Legend of the Titanic" on your blog? One of the funniest songs ever. A station here in Chicago used to play it late at night.
"I'm commencing to hold it in...."
Yes, that's a fantastic song! I got it from a co-worker about a million years ago (you could tell it's been a while - he gave it to me on tape).
It is one of my favorites, and even though she won't admit it, I think I heard the butterfly lady singing along a few times. :)
Why do you have 497 and a half feet of rope? Oh, I just carry it.
The song became even funnier to me years ago when I found out that I live near where Jack Johnson is buried, in the Graceland Cemetary here in Chicago. I don't know how much you know about him-- he was the first black heavyweight champion-- he caroused and married white women, which was frowned upon. He was harassed and imprisoned. Graceland is where Chicago's rich scions are buried-- Pullman, the McCormick's-- even architect Mies Van Der Rohe, the father of Bauhaus is buried there under a little black minimalist gravestone, appropriately. Johnson wanted to be buried there as a last tweak at the hypocritical society that made his life hell.
Incidentally, Joe Hill, of "I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill Last Night" fame was cremated at that cemetary.
BTW, that album's on cd. I found the song on Limewire without much trouble.
That is too cool! I think another reader of this blog is frequently very close by that cemetery. You lucky ducks have easy access to cool field trips.
We, on the other hand, have the Whitman Mission, where you can admire the grave of Marcus Whitman and his several associates who were killed in a 19th-century massacre by local natives. Not quite the same, but amusing nevertheless.
Yeah, we've got a bit of history here in Chicago-- what didn't burn up in the fire in 1871, and hasn't been torn down. A new book has just been published recent, "Richard Nickel's Chicago." He was a photographer in the sixties and early seventies who realized that Chicago was rapidly tearing down its heritage-- after the Great Fire, in 1871, all the great architects had taken the oppurtunity to build here, and the city spent the sixties and seventies tearing those historic buildings down. He was frantically photographing buildings built by Sullivan, Adler and others before they were destroyed. He died in 1972 when debris from the Garrick building, which he was trying to save some pieces of, fell on him and killed him.
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