Here my late ass is once again with the OSF post. The theme is If My Mamma Only Knew, which is especially funny to me because today is moms birthday (Happy Birthday Moms!).
Who am I kidding? Moms probably knows about that shit. Heh.
Happy OSF Y’all! Thanks for playing, and as always, much love to all the other OSF participants.
Electronic Village | Fresh And Fab | Danielle | Kim | Ms Grapevine | Quick| Marcus Langford | Cassandra |iriegal | Mahogany | Hagar’s Daughter | Lisa C | Chocl8t | DP | Dallassouth | John | CC Groovy | Kreative Talk | Marvalus One | Regina | Clnmike | Vivrant Thing | AJ | Sharon | The Creole Pimp | Invisible Woman | Beleiver 1964 | Cooper | SJP | Bria | BklynQueen 86 | Hey Shae | From the Battlefield | Thembi | D Spot | Malcolm | Pop Art Diva | Pjazzypar | MsLadyDeborah | Tha Connoisseur
So technically it’s no longer Friday, at least out here on the East Coast. In my world, however, the day doesn’t end until I’ve gone to bed and awakened. So, here’s my OSF picks for the week. The theme this week is I Had a Bad Day at Work. These days I’m not sure who isn’t having bad days at work or bad days looking for work. So let’s lighten the mood for a moment and revel in having fun at work.
I give you, Rose Royce’s “Car Wash.” Oh yeah…
Bet you can’t guess what’s now next up on my NetFlix queue.
Being one of those people that worships at the alter of Dylan (when I’m not worshiping at the altar of John Coltrane, of course), I just have to throw a little “Maggie’s Farm” at you. This was also one of the first songs Dylan played with an electric guitar.
Now this is where it gets tough. I’ve still got almost the entire Blues and Country oeuvres to chose from. Then there are all those obvious, yet still classic choices: Billy Bragg, The Boss, Dolly Parton, Lee Dorsey, Johnny Paycheck, Sam Cooke. What to chose?
How about some Superchunk, “Slack Motherfuckers.” I’m workin’, but I’m not workin’ for you!
And last but not least, and even though this isn’t really about work (at least the day to day, pay the rent kind), but just because I have to read every damn day about executives at AIG or some other bunch of greedy asswipes getting rich at folks expense, while at the same time trying to blame those same folks for the messed up state they’ve found themselves in, I just have to drop the P.E., “Fight the Power.”
Happy OSF Y’all! Thanks for playing, and as always, much love to all the other OSF participants.
Electronic Village | Fresh And Fab | Danielle | Kim | Ms Grapevine | Quick| Marcus Langford | Cassandra |iriegal | Mahogany | Hagar’s Daughter | Lisa C | Chocl8t | DP | Dallassouth | John | CC Groovy | Kreative Talk | Marvalus One | Regina | Clnmike | Vivrant Thing | AJ | Sharon | The Creole Pimp | Invisible Woman | Beleiver 1964 | Cooper | SJP | Bria | BklynQueen 86 | Hey Shae | From the Battlefield | Thembi | D Spot | Malcolm | Pop Art Diva | Pjazzypar | MsLadyDeborah | Tha Connoisseur
Well, once again it’s Friday and time for some old school. My apologies for the hiatus, but I needed to step away from the tubes for a minute and take care of some of that IRL stuff. Happens. T
This week’s theme is Songs with Heart. I’m kinda mad at Shae for being quick on the draw and beating me to Blondie’s “Heart of Glass.” That was the first song I thought of. Oh well. I guess that means I’ll just have to go and once again drop that dancedy goodness that is Dee-Lite’s “Groove is in the Heart.” I’ll never be able to hear this song again without thinking of Portly Dyke getting her birthday dance on, and that’s a good thing, because either you love PD or you are dumb. I’m just saying. Also, I hereby declare anything that contains Bootsy Collins and Q-Tip as made of win. They could drop a silent joint like Pootie Tang and I’d be dancing my ass off.
It took me quite some time to realize that The Beatles were the shit. I spent many a year being too punk/indie or something to realize that 80% of the bands I loved were ripping them off. Only in the deluded mind of the too hip can Big Star rule and The Beatles suck. Thankfully, one day I found myself grown up.
“Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band”
And last, but not least, here’s a little Neil Young performing “Heart of Gold” live.
Happy OSF Y’all! Thanks for playing, and as always, much love to all the other OSF participants.
Electronic Village | Fresh And Fab | Danielle | Kim | Ms Grapevine | Quick| Marcus LANGFORD | Cassandra |iriegal | Mahogany | Hagar’s Daughter | Lisa C | Chocl8t | DP | Dallassouth | John | CC Groovy | Kreative Talk | Marvalus One | Regina | Clnmike | Vivrant Thing | AJ | Sharon | The Creole Pimp | Invisible Woman | Beleiver 1964 | Cooper | SJP | Bria | BklynQueen 86 | Hey Shae | From the Battlefield | Thembi | D Spot | Malcolm | Pop Art Diva | Pjazzypar | MsLadyDeborah | Tha Connoisseur
It’s bad enough that your deluded ass actually let the RNC play you into thinking that you’re actually running shit, but now you had to go and grovel all over Mr. Limbaugh after you messed up and spoke out of line. Now that Limbaugh has put your black ass firmly back in place, he’s all emboldened and ready to go after Obama.
Poor Michael Steele.
The Republican National Committee chairman picked a fight with Rush Limbaugh, lost and then apologized in a manner that confirmed the chairman’s utter inconsequence and his dismal prospects for renewing a party that it is now clear he does not lead.
Limbaugh won’t even be bothered to keep picking on him.
Displaying the penchant for marketing maneuvers that has made him an incredibly successful media personality — if not, perhaps, a party builder — Limbaugh has turned his shoving match with Steele into an excuse to demand that President Obama join him on the radio for a debate.
That’s right.
Not satisfied with running the Republican Party, Limbaugh now wants to run the country — or, at least, the discussion about its direction.
So the talk show host isn’t inviting Steele to debate him.
He’s inviting Obama.
“I have an idea,” Limbaugh announced on his nationally-syndicated program Wednesday. “If these guys are so impressed with themselves, and if they are so sure of their correctness, why doesn’t President Obama come on my show? We will do a one-on-one debate of ideas and policies… ”
So this is a Hip Hop Makeover, huh? How does it feel getting schooled by the MC Hammer of Republicanism?
Happy Old School Friday, folks. This weeks theme is Something Old, Something New. It’s funny that this is the theme for this week, because I was just complaining yesterday with BlackAmazon over on Facebook about Scarlet Johannson’s gawd awful cover of Jeff Buckley’s “Last Goodbye.” Really, unless you are as brilliant, if not more brilliant, than the artist whose work you seek to cover (or you’re covering something that was mediocre to crap to begin with), you need to just leave it alone. Some things are sacred.
Ok, I admit it. I’m not particularly feeling Christmas this year. The GF left today for home (drove her to the airport today to find out that her flight left yesterday!) and won’t be back until next Thursday, and I’m looking at 3pm – 1am shifts at the bookstore over the weekend (my advice to you all: never, ever work corporate retail if you can avoid it. I was making more money for less bullshit at the ol’ indie store in Denver, and trust me, I wasn’t making a lot of money at the indie store either.) Fortunately, there’s nothing like YouTube to aid in your procrastination and to cheer you up.
Seriously, an “ill reindeer”? That’s classic! Seeing this again made my day.
Damn, I’m longing for some of my grandmoms’ collard greens right about now.