The original song:
The original song:
Sunday music break, both from the country group Asleep at the Wheel.
Their 1992 re-release of their own 1976 version of “Route 66.” And it, the ’92 re-release, is my absolute favorite version of “Route 66″ bar none. Several years ago, a Korean car maker used part of this song in a TV commercial for one of their SUVs. I can’t remember which company and which SUV, though.
My theory on why “Route 66″ was such a hit was because it was the song of the average American realizing Manifest Destiny.
Their cover (year unknown) of Tex Williams’s 1947 novelty song. Also my fav version.
Appropriate music break, considering immigration is starting to heat up again.
One of B&D’s first songs, from 1991. Of course Ronnie Dunn was the vocal lead on most of their songs, but there seems to be something really likeable and sublime about their songs that Kix Brooks got to lead, such as this one.
If the Gang Bangers of Eight, almost 100% of the Democrat Party and about 100% of the Republican leadership have their way, every town in America will be a border town. Hold onto those diamond rings nice and tight.
Sunday music break.
Roger Miller, “Do-Wacka-Do,” 1965. He’s better known for “King of the Road” (same year) and “Dang Me” (a year prior).
Just think, we’ve gone from Do-Wacka-Do in 1965 to Waka Flocka Flame in 2013.
WIll Waka Flocka Flame ever be a lonesome fugitive?
Merle Haggard, 1967.
I don’t think so. I doubt he’s that smart.
This is probably NextMedia’s best animated-parody video yet. They first came to prominence when they animated the events of that curious night after Thanksgiving for one Eldrick Tont Woods. I first heard of them when they animated Al Gore’s chakra action.
Based on the following 1984 song by one hit wonder and Motown recording artist who went by the stage name Rockwell. He (Kenneth Gordy) is Berry Gordy’s son, and of course Gordy founded Motown. No nepotism there, eh?
This song is often mistaken for a Michael Jackson song. Both he and Jermaine Jackson provided background vocals. Ironically, Michael Jackson and all the Jacksons originally singed to Motown, but by this time, they had left Motown for CBS.
If your state is blue, Stevie Wonder ain’t comin’ no’ mo’. And this is probably an incomplete map, because some states have SYG not as a matter of statutory law, but as a matter of judicial precedent or legal culture.
He’s blind anyway, so someone ought to just tell him he’s in Maine when he’s really in Florida.
Failing that, this is as close as those of you in blue-shaded states are going to get to seeing him:
I think this isn’t just lamestream conservative racial pandering, it’s true. Think it through: With the exception of a few years, when black-on-white crime surpassed black-on-black crime, most black crime is black perpetrator on black victim. And since SYG/CD was largely a sub rosa response to black crime, why wouldn’t black victims disproportionately benefit from SYG/CD?
Camden, New Jersey
What is Toby Keith or any “country” artist for that matter doing having a concert in Camden, New Jersey? That’s like having a country music concert in East St. Louis.
Putting “country” in quotes answered my own question.
This was the problem with early stereo mixes. The separation was too wide.
I bet this song was originally and only in mono, as “Walk Don’t Run” was from 1960. Stereo was out by that time, but it was such an expensive luxury, and this song was not exactly marketed toward the society crowd. Too, the original mono version was probably also something colloquially called a “hot mono mix,” i.e. really punched up midranges to play well in the cheap speakers of the time that were called to service in teenagers’ record players and car radios (AM only, at the time).
The reason this version is in stereo is because it’s on a greatest hits album, which came out later, (UPDATE: In fact, two decades later, in 1981), and the engineers probably took the old mono recording and engineered it into the kind of stereo recording that would have been done at the time, namely that wide separation. By the early 1970s, stereo became both affordable and more reasonable and accurate sounding.
Fort Meade, Maryland
Obama-NSA knows about all the phone sex I’ve had, yet millions of illegal aliens are still in the shadows.
Five, six, seven, eight…
Another George covered this song and covered it well not way too long ago.
George Jones got a shoutout at about that time:
Well, I guess it’s make more album sales because, you know, kids, it’s readily available for ‘em to go to your CVS or your Walgreens, get DXM or Robitussin or, you know, even Benadryl, you know, and take as much as they can and turn on this music and listen to it. It’s an experience that the rappers glorified.
We know that Sir Skittles probably had the Skittles and Arizona watermelon drink to add to Robitussin in order to make a DXM concoction.
Yeah, everything might be “hush hush.” But this, like any big piece of legislation produced by a group of politicians that call themselves the “Gang of x,” isn’t such a big mystery, and isn’t good for us. And we won’t have to pass it to find out what’s in it, because we already know what’s going to be in it — Amnesty and open borders.
Five, six, seven, eight…
The rapper hopes his new song will make a difference when it comes to gun violence. He told [Piers] Morgan, “I kept hearing about all these school shootings and these people getting guns in their hands. … I wanted to say something and I wanted to make some music to try to help the next person who was thinking about loading a gun, going to a school and shooting, maybe helping him put that gun down and think about what he was doing or what she was doing before they did that.”
However, Snoop does not want lawmakers to ban firearms completely. He explained, “I don’t think we should get rid of guns. We just need to get them out of the wrong hands … because you see the results when they’re in the wrong hands: tragedies, kids losing their lives, people unexpectedly being shot upon. I mean, this is horrific, man. So we have to try to figure out how to control it. … It is a time for change. Some of these laws that were written in the 1800s need to be tweaked for the 2000s … I can go get a gun right now, just like that. It shouldn’t be that easy.”
“I can go get a gun right now, just like that.” Except you personally can’t “get a gun right now just like that” through a method that involves running your name through NICS, because “Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr” is going to pop up a big fat reject for your felony sheet that has at least two entries, as far as I can discern from Google. If you’re talking about those “alternate” routes of procurement, if you’re so interested in cutting those off, and you are aware of such routes, maybe you should call the ATF. They can get to that job right now.
…To this, my second favorite ORB song ever.
Adele is slipping. She only won one Grammy last night.
Remember the old days, like last year, when the Grammys were nothing more than the Adele Invitational?
And you knew it was coming:
Okay, will someone please tell me the point of this song? “I and my friend” — Is that supposed to be an allusion to LGBTQMIAPDLOLPLPLTH?
The scariest looking gun makes the smallest holes. The gun that looks like something your grandpa had makes the biggest holes.
Not that I’m a big fan of the ATF, but it is my understanding that a sawed-off 12-gauge shotgun worries them more than a bread-and-butter AR-15. You see in this video the really big holes that regular (full barrel length) shotguns can make. What sawing off a shotgun accomplishes is spreading out the damage of the slug over a wider cone, i.e making an even bigger hole. The reason the Feds are so anal-retentive about sawed-off shotguns (and why the FBI assassinated Randy Weaver’s wife, children and dogs upon hearing rumors relating to him having one and not filling out the required paperwork and paying the $5 transfer tax upon getting it), is because once you saw off a 12-gauge, or acquire one already sawed-off, then the person who possesses one need only aim it in the general direction of the intended (usually human) target, shoot, and it’ll hit and probably kill the target every time. Sawing off shotguns was a favorite Mafia tactic.
Remember, though, none of these things are toys. Any one of them easily has the power to end the life of a human being.
And also…yeah she’s cute, but could use a little more “in the chest” before I could rate her very highly.
That said, let’s rock out. Rick Springfield’s original from 1981:
Of course Glee covered:
Eddie Rabbitt…born in Brooklyn, but made a nice career on the other side of that once and future international border. From 1985.
Compare and contrast to malodorous ghetto noise uttered by amoral sociopaths and psychopaths, many of whom are MAOA-2R sufferers. Compare first world and third… two whole worlds between them.
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Current headquarters: Southport, Connecticut
Future headquarters: Las Colinas, Texas
Yeah, you know it’s coming.
To the citizens of Southport, Connecticut:
This is one of the few B&D songs where Kix Brooks got the lead vocal, and among those, this happens to be my favorite.
Whoever he is, he just became the most hated musician in St. Louis since Axl Rose.
Twitter was all abuzz last night that this “Lil Reese” clod tweeted something along the lines of “Fuck St. Louis.” It took me a bit of searching, and I found out that “Lil Reese” is one of Chief Keef’s running mates, and of course Chief Keef is that dickhead who deliberately shot at a Chicago cop to make himself a rap star. (Publicity seeking behavior, anyone? He’s another one I’ll start ignorning.) Anyway, in Chief Keef’s first song after he shot the cop, (“I Don’t Like”), “Lil Reese” makes a guest appearance.
Both are in pine boxes by 25. That’s that shit I’ll like.
Of course, Twitter would bork up during a Presidential debate. Is this what we have to look forward to on November 6? Oh well, at least I was able to get some good tweets in.
Even though I thought it was the usual boring and banal that modern American Presidential politics have become, Romney did what he needed to do last night. Last night was the first time most people will have ever seen him in something other than a news report or campaign buy, only conservatives and Republicans watched the 2012 and 2008 debates and only people from Massachusetts had a daily view of him being Governor, and all he needed to do was act like a President, again, as uninspiring as that has become.
Of course, Obama did the shout out to the wife on their 20th wedding anniversary. If it were me on the other podium, and I knew he was going to do this, and I had the money to buy it, I would have given the Obamas an anniversary present: The platinum record signed by the artists of the song that was on top of the charts on October 3, 1992:
“End of the Road” by Boyz-II-Men.
The lyrical irony would have been delicious.
This wasn’t my favorite song when I was in my final days of being 10 years old, about to turn 11, but it was definitely my earworm.
Nobody could make a song like this today. Too many right-wing reactionary counter-revolutionary undertones. (“But life is worth living, only if you’re born free.”) Even though there is a sop to open borders to be found in this song (“where no walls divide you”).
What’s all this bullshit about “live free” about anyway? Don’t you know people need ObamaCare?
And also…free contraceptives.
The AP story announcing the passing of Andy Williams is dateline St. Louis. I can’t figure out why.
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This gets a lot of play around here. I can’t imagine why.
Not the official video.
The lyrics. They should have included something about going on a float trip or running around topless at Party Cove or made a derogatory remark about hoosiers or flushing something down the kitchen “zink.” Then it would have been genuine.
Also, it’s not as if Tennessee is that far away. As we all know, it’s one of eight states that has a common boundary with our own, along the boot heel that is a lyric in the song.
Sara Evans was born in Boonville and was raised on a farm in rural Howard County. Both are a little closer to Kansas City than St. Louis, yet she is definitely not a Royals fan. Tee hee.