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*That’s stupid, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… Punk rockers didn’t wear flowers in their hair. Product? Yeah, and lots of it…*
*Hmm… /holds out tress… my hair’s long enough to do that now…*
*Never wish, Clicky… /flicks ash… you may get exactly what you ask for…*
But please don’t put your life in the hands
Of a Rock n Roll band
Who’ll throw it all away
This is kinda ghoulish. I’m picturing resurrecting people from the dead, and then commanding them to make music. Or worse, cramming people who are still living back together with band mates they may hate. Both great ideas, eh? Prolly will result in some fan-fucking-tastic new music.
Now, are there some bands that I could have seen live in concert, but didn’t, that I wish I would have seen? Sure. But really not even that scenario works here because I personally never was much of a concert person. I used to like to go see live music at local venues featuring local bands, but never was that big on concerts. The bigger the venue, the less it interested me. But maybe that’s because the first concert I ever went to had over 60,000 people in attendance, and it kinda sucked standing outside in the December cold for around 12 hours straight.
The thing about bands is that they never seem to break up and stay broken anymore. Their original fan base grew up, joined the adult world, have disposable income enough to try recapture some of their youth, and so the lucrative reunion tour is born…
To actively participate in today’s challenge, I even did some research since I can’t think of any bands I’d like to see back together at my own behest. Rolling Stone magazine has a list of the Top 100 artists of all time, I went through all 100, and nothing grabbed me. That list appears to be compiled in such a way to generate controversy and inspire anger, but the list is full of the usual suspects so yeah…nothing.
Are there bands that it would have been cool to see stick around for a bit longer? Sure. Are there bands that it would have been great if they had made more music? Yep. But things didn’t work out that way. I mean, I hated the fact that Pixies broke up rather quickly, but when they got back together it was kinda…meh. Yes, it was very cool they got back together, but it was also kinda…
meh
*No, not always true, Clicky… /deep drag… hangovers can be a bitch…*
*Exactly…*
It could be said that I’ve simply gotten too old to give a fuck. Maybe even that I’m bitter. But in thinking about it now, maybe its that I’ve spent the past several years making peace with a lot of stuff in my life. Things I did that I regret doing. Things I didn’t do that I regret not doing. Who I am, why I am the way that I am, how to be better, flowery crap like that. Haven’t really worked to let things go as much as make peace with a lot of things that have ground my gut for long periods of time. I’m not actively trying to bury things, nor am I actively trying to dig shit up, just taking it as it comes. Maybe that’s why I’m having trouble raising the dead for my own personal satisfaction.
/shrug
Okay, so if I have to choose, there is a band that broke up…
*No, Erasure are still going… /blows smoke rings…*
…that didn’t get back together…
*I saw them at the Cliffs Pavilion, Clicky… /stubs butt… They were fantastic…*
… but are all the better for it…
*Reminds me of a story… /pat snout…*
*/chortles…*
*/sigh… Sometimes shoes or hats are so big they can never be filled, Clicky…*
*OMG, Clicky! …/lights up and smokes… made a wish and granted it to myself, didn’t I …/rolls eyes…*
*…/huffs and puffs… I wonder if it could happen Clicky… Ore if it’s butt a daydream…*
*Indeed… /pats snout…*
*Oh, who cares anyway, Clicky… Come on… /shrugs and blows smoke… Library work to Doo… *
*Clicky, are you feeling sensitive? Why don’t I just tell them to hit on your images to be transported to somewhere else?*
*Alright! Sheesh …*
This is a post about synchronicity …
… not all of synchronicity, of course, I’d be here all bloody day and night. No, this is a sync concerning this very post, which I was formulating yesterday evening, and with a comment smoking blogger Frank Davis made today, which ended up as his post’s title: “Will someone please tell me what happened to Harley?”.
First up, Christopher Lee died on 7th June but I only read about it yesterday:
For the life of me I cannot remember what fault I found in Josh Kirby’s front cover illustration of a Harley …
… I can’t even drive a car and am certainly not mechanically minded …
*squint …*
… but I remember writing my letter as soon as I’d finished reading ‘Soul Music’ and peppering it lots of …
“Hat. Hat. Hat.” made me laugh so hard, I had to let the author know. I really wasn’t expecting to get a reply …
*Clicky, we’ve had this conversation before about life before the internet … then, books were ‘books’ not ‘boks ‘ …*
Of course, Christopher Lee voiced Death in the TV adaptation of that Discworld story.
*No Clicky, Ian Richardson voiced Death in ‘The Hogfather’ … I’m talking about ‘Soul Music’ … Oh doo keep up …*
Harley Quinn is a character from Batman, of course …
*/puts finger in ear* … STOP PRESS! Harley is OK … I repeat, another smoker is not dead yet …*
“Feeling good for the most part just sore as hell all over and tired. You gotta figure I went almost a month with no sleep and it took til my 4th day home before the pain from my sternum and ribs quelled down enuf to finally sleep. Of course I was off all that damned morphine that made me a literal madman in the hospital for 4-5 days I was swinging and hitting everyone.”
I think that calls for a Song …
*Good choice, Clicky… /taps feet … I’m so glad to hear Harls is feeling better. I should go over there and say hello. Coming?*
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