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I think there might be something a little wrong with wanting nice stuff. It's that constant craving that KD Lang crooned about.

The best things in life are not things.

>> ^VoodooV:

He could be the greediest consumer of all, but that doesn't make his message any less true.
As usual, consumerism is just something that needs to be moderated. Nothing wrong with wanting nice stuff, but there is a limit.
We've just convinced as whole that we "deserve" it and our perception of what is a luxury and what is a necessity becomes more and more unrealistic

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Fuck you. Stay off my board.

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woman on the street

her shoes themselves
would light my room
like my candles.

she walks like all things
shining on glass,
like all things
that make a difference.

she walks away

(Charles Bukowski)
Don't be such a sensitive prick, I wasn't insulting you or him. I read his stuff, I like the one about how people suck and how softness, whinning, and mediocracy prevails. Sitting here and listen to you croon words from a dead man, make him the truth.

Moppin up sodapop rickeys
To our hearts delight
Dancin to swingeroo quickies
Jukebox Saturday night

Goodman and Kyser and Miller
Help to make things bright
Mixin hot licks with vanilla
Jukebox Saturday night

They put nothin past us
Me and honey lamb
Making one Coke last us
Till its time to scram

Money we really dont need bad,
We make out alright
Lettin the other guy feed that
Jukebox saturday night


After sippin a soda we got a scheme
Somebody else plays the record machine
Its so easy to say pet names
When you listen to the
trumpet of Harry James...

(-Instrumental interlude ala Harry James-)

We love to hear that tenor croon
Whenever the Ink Spots sing a tune...

("The Ink Spots"):
If I didnt know why the roses grow
Then I wouldnt know why the roses grow...
(Spoken) Now listen, honey child,
If I didnt know all them
little things Im supposed
to know
Then I sure would be a SAD man
If I didnt know...

Money we really dont need it,
We make out alright
Lettin the other guy feed that
Jukebox Saturday night!

Redd Fox's favorite croon-a-long.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmfDpADqhuo

Yours if you want it.

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I always loved Frank Bennett's cover of Creep, which turns it into a Sinatra crooning by the numbers job. Sadly no video that I can post.

She really didn't inherit that Sinatra croon did she?

MINK, jonny, nazdorvia, deathcow, all hit it-to musicians, this guy lacks the quality that developing a sound of one's own produces, but plays the manic, wreckless noodling card off, quite well....like everyone fawning over a guy like buckethead, or Stanley Jordan who can make dreamy sounds, and has an initial presence appeal, but the technical grace can only carry you so far.

Cobain? His tortured, fast-burning flame of soul, wash a white-washed cry for help, and for me, that over-shadows any potential for greatness of merit....just look at the ilk that treat Kurt like a god-buncha manic-depression candidates, coffee addicted and screaming for help in their own way, 20-somethings, with a fried internal navigation system....

another one really gets me pissed-Dave Matthews and his College Cult Crooning, ....that man's shit, runs together like a Jackson Pollock mural-and the kids who worship him wouldn't know good music if it collided with their flavor-of-the-week, world views.....

Doc Watson, Django Reinhardt, Merle Travis-
Jeff Beck, Zappa, Ronnie Montrose, yes, the Winter Bros., hell....Angus Young....whaddya know, most of these guys are either still alive, or lived long lives with smiles on their faces...not needles in their arms, or booze in their livvers.....

tellin' ya man, "Menfolk, hide yer daughters!"...."and sit up straight when ya' croon, ya' freakin' zombie square!!??"


Glaxo-Smithe-Kline should use this for an anti-depressant advert-

In honour of crooning cuties covering classics - *save

I always loved Frank Bennett's cover of Creep, which turns it into a Sinatra crooning by the numbers job. Sadly no video that I can post.

I'm a sucker for power ballads where the band comes in full force at once, even if she does croon on a bit in this one.

You can hear the momma cat making the universal ripply, crooning call-to-kitten offscreen before she finally finds the little guy.

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Love that faux tiger skin jacket, and it did actually sound pretty good. I guess any song can be crooned if you have the voice for it.