What Are You Listening To?

[Nosferatu@Cult Labs]

I'm watching the fourth season of South Park, including this awesome song from the wonderfully titled episode 'Something You Can Do with Your Finger':



Mrs. Landers was a health nut,
she cooked food in a wok,
Mr. Harris was her boyfriend,
and he had a great big
Cock-a-doodle-doodle,
the rooster just won't quit,
And I don't want my breakfast,
because it tastes like
Shih Tzus make good house pets,
they're cuddly and sweet,
Monkeys aren't good to have,
'cos they like to beat their
Meeting in the office,
a meeting in the hall,
The boss he wants to see you,
so you can suck his
Balzac was a writer,
he lived with Allen Funt,
Mrs. Roberts didn't like him,
but that's 'cos she's a
Contaminated water,
can really make you sick,
Your bladder gets infected,
and blood comes out your
Dictate what I'm saying,
'cos it will bring you luck,
and if you all don't like it,
I don't give a flying ****!

[SharonLynette]

[SharonLynette]

[SharonLynette]

Samhain is enjoying listening to Minutemen so I'll continue with them for a bit.

[SharonLynette]

[SharonLynette]

[SharonLynette]

I will now get on with the day....

[Susan Foreman]

I was cleaning the bar at the end of the day, and this was playing on Planet Rock

It made me think of my dad, who loved cricket, and who died in October of last year



"When the day is done
And the ball has spun
In the umpire's pocket away
And all remains in the groundsman's pains
For the rest of time
And a day
There'll be one mad dog and his master
Pushing for four with the spin
On a dusty pitch
With two pounds six of willow wood
In the sun

When an old cricketer leaves the crease
You never know whether he's gone
If sometimes you're catching a fleeting glimpse
Of a twelfth man at silly mid-on
And it could be Geoff, and it could be John
With a new ball sting in his tail
And it could be me, and it could be thee
And it could be the sting in the ale
The sting in the ale

When an old cricketer leaves the crease
Well, you never know whether he's gone
If sometimes you're catching a fleeting glimpse
Of a twelfth man on silly mid-on
And it could be Geoff, and it could be John
With a new ball sting in his tail
And it could be me, and it could be thee
And it could be the sting in the ale
The sting in the ale

When the moment comes
And the gathering stands
And the clock turns back to reflect
On the years of grace
As those footsteps trace
For the last time out of the act
Well, this way of life's recollection
The hallowed strip in the haze
The fabled men and the noonday sun
Are much more than yarns of their day

When an old cricketer leaves the crease
Well, you never know whether he's gone
If sometimes you're catching a fleeting glimpse
Of a twelfth man on silly mid-on
And it could be Geoff, and it could be John
With a new ball sting in his tail
And it could be me, and it could be thee
And it could be the sting in the ale
The sting in the ale

When an old cricketer leaves the crease
Well, you never know whether he's gone
If sometimes you're catching a fleeting glimpse
Of a twelfth man on silly mid-on
And it could be Geoff, and it could be John
With a new ball sting in his tail
And it could be me, and it could be thee"

[Nosferatu@Cult Labs]

Awesome theme song (I'm watching season eight).

[PaulD]

I've been on a massive Mr Bungle binge recently and always come back to this fantastic performance



https://www.youtu.be/mJstGnsAQP4