One of those 'Wat'cha Listenin' To?' threads.

[curses]

Originally Posted by D. Scarlatti

I'd like to hear that. Let's Dance is one of my favorite Bowie records, and I think SRV only played a handful of gigs before quitting, supposedly because Bowie was being a cheap prick.

SRV only made it through rehearsals, he quit two days before the tour started because Bowie wanted him to agree to a clause stating that he was not allowed to promote Double Trouble (who were unsigned and unrecorded at the time) while on tour with Bowie.

[D. Scarlatti]

Aha. What's on that bootleg then?

[Ymir's blood]

Substance by Joy Division.

[curses]

Tracklisting is (in alphabetical order)

/Ashes to Ashes
/Breaking Glass
/Cat People
/China Girl
/Cracked Actor
/Fame
/Fashion
/Golden Years
/Hang on to Yourself
/Heroes
/I Cant Explain
/Intro-Star
/Joe The Lion
/Lets Dance
/Life On Mars
/Look Back In Anger
/Modern Love
/Rebel Rebel
/Red Sails
/Scary Monsters
/Sorrow
/Soul Love
/Space Oddity
/Station to Station
/Stay
/The Jean Genie
/TVC15
/What in the World
/White Light White Heat
/Wild Is The Wind
/Young Americans

[TomJoe]

Evidently Chickentown - John Cooper Clarke (heard it on the Soprano's last night).

the bloody cops are bloody keen
to bloody keep it bloody clean
the bloody chief's a bloody swine
who bloody draws a bloody line
at bloody fun and bloody games
the bloody kids he bloody blames
are nowehere to be bloody found
anywhere in chicken town
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the bloody scene is bloody sad
the bloody news is bloody bad
the bloody weed is bloody turf
the bloody speed is bloody surf
the bloody folks are bloody daft
don't make me bloody laugh
it bloody hurts to look around
everywhere in chicken town
________________________________________
the bloody train is bloody late
you bloody wait you bloody wait
you're bloody lost and bloody found
stuck in bloody chicken town
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the bloody view is bloody vile
for bloody miles and bloody miles
the bloody babies bloody cry
the bloody flowers bloody die
the bloody food is bloody muck
the bloody drains are bloody fucked
the colour scheme is bloody brown
everywhere in chicken town
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the bloody pubs are bloody dull
the bloody clubs are bloody full
of bloody girls and bloody guys
with bloody murder in their eyes
a bloody bloke is bloody stabbed
waiting for a bloody cab
you bloody stay at bloody home
the bloody neighbors bloody moan
keep the bloody racket down
this is bloody chicken town
________________________________________
the bloody train is bloody late
you bloody wait you bloody wait
you're bloody lost and bloody found
stuck in bloody chicken town
________________________________________
the bloody pies are bloody old
the bloody chips are bloody cold
the bloody beer is bloody flat
the bloody flats have bloody rats
the bloody clocks are bloody wrong
the bloody days are bloody long
it bloody gets you bloody down
evidently chicken town
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[D. Scarlatti]

I think I already told my John Cooper Clarke story somewhere, but I can't remember.

Good for The Sopranos.

in a marble room I was alone
somewhere in the heart of rome
through gardens long since overgrown
down old arcades of broken stone
I met the ghost of al capone ...

paralysed in precious stone
canonized - I stand alone
in the clouds of paradise - my home
a million orchids deck the throne
of the man who numbered al capone
the man who numbered all his bones
a personal friend of the burning tree
the guardian angels are working for me.

[D. Scarlatti]

My buddy Matt Liban's hot new combo "CHIEF, the Greatest Rock Band in the World," performing their hot new number, ManClimber, at their myspace page. Or, alternatively, the live version.

[D. Scarlatti]

What can I say about Claudette?
Ain't seen her since January
She could be respectably married
Or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires.

[D. Scarlatti]

Nazi Book Burning March

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eta: Can I put that in my signature? That'd be awesome. So everytime I posted, you'd hear the "Nazi Book Burning March."

[Kyuss Apollo]

Frank Zappa - San Ber'dino



She lives in Mojave in a Winnebago
His name is Bobby, he looks like a potato

She's in love with a boy
From the rodeo
Who pulls the rope on the chute
When they let those suckers go
(Yeah-hey! Suckers!)

He got slobberin' drunk at the Palomino
They give him thirty days in San Ber'dino

Well there's forty-four men
Stashed away in Tank "C"
An' there's only one shower
But it don't apply to Bobby

You may think they're
Dumb an' lonely
But you're wrong
'Cause their love is strong
Stacked-up hair
An' a cheap little ring
They don't care
'Cause it don't mean a thing

Looka there . . .
They don't care

Best-est way that
They can feel-o
Out on the highway
Rollin' a wheel-o
He's her Tootsie
She's for real-o
Trailer park heaven
It's a real good deal-o
Real good deal-o
Real good deal-o
Real good deal-o
Real good deal-o

The rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
Down in San Ber'dino
Come on with me
Come on with me
Come on with me
Down in San Ber'dino
Just 60 miles, 60 miles
Down the San Ber'dino freeway
They got some dark green air
An' you can choke all day
That's right!
Gonna spend the rest of their lives
Rest of their lives
Rest of their lives

Say now,
Ain't talkin' 'bout Fontana
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
Ain't talkin' 'bout uh uh
Ain't talkin' 'bout the Redlands, no no
ZULCH is the auto works
I'm tellin' you
That's where they take
All the cars that they hurt
Come on and let's all go down to San Ber'dino
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
Ooo-ooo
Let's-a go down down down
Down in San Ber'dino
Wouldja b'lieve it
Wouldja b'lieve it now, come on
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
(Got to call it)
San Ber'dino
(C'mere)
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
San Ber'dino
(Oh, God, they all stay there)
The rest of their lives
In San Ber'dino

Oh Bobby, I'm sorry you gotta head like a potato
I really am
(Ketchup!)

[curses]

The Mountain Goats - Love Love Love

[Watser?]

[D. Scarlatti]

[Ymir's blood]

A Ramones playlist on Winamp.

[Kyuss Apollo]

Slayer - Postmortem

Funeral held for the depression of man
Holds the key to his own death
Entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived
Tighten the tourniquet around your neck

Sifting away the debris of hated life
Cold touch of death begins to chill your spine
Seeking life beyond your perishment
Repeating words echoing through your mind

Chanting lines of blind witchery
To save yourself from extinction
Wanting to die is your reason to live
New life born from the oppressed

Taste your blood as it trickles through the air
Another casualty beyond the shadows you fall
Losing ground, the fate you feel it draws near
Fatality, reality, you await the final call!

My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
Skeletons in my mind commence tearing at my sanity
Vessels in my brain carry death until my birth
Come and die with me forever, share insanity

Do you want to die!

The waves of blood are rushing near, pounding at the walls of lies
Turning off my sanity, reaching back into my mind
Non-rising body from the grave showing new reality
What I am, what I want, I'm only after death!

[Anastasia Beaverhausen]

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[D. Scarlatti]

[TomJoe]

Gus: The Polar Bear From Central Park - The Tragically Hip

[Kyuss Apollo]

Miles Davis - Woody 'n You

[curses]

[Ymir's blood]

Play Dead - The Tenant iTunes shuffle

[lisarea]

I accidentally started listening to Beck's Midnite Vultures because of dumb shuffle, and now I am stuck in a loop of listening to Hollywood Freaks over and over and over.

Because that song really kind of sums up my life and shit.

[D. Scarlatti]

Beck's bass player cracks me the hell up.

Erik Satie - Gnossienne Nr. 3

[Watser?]

[Anastasia Beaverhausen]

Lots of West Wing on my ipod.