Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
I know I have been heavy on the music and light on the writing lately.
Here's a couple minutes of genius:
I don't care how high you fly, or where you cry.
I haven't written much because I have been overwhelmed. I have been overhwelmed by life... and that doesn't usually happen.
Generally, four-leaf clovers shoot out of my ass, but lately, well, lately, it hasn't been so good.
Mostly, I have been wondering just what the heck is wrong with Robert Plant, and why he would rather sit his fat ass on a stool and sing bullshit bluegrass than play THIS somewhere within a thousand miles of where I live for ... what? $ 300 a ticket? $ 500?
Seriously. Is it too much to ask?
It's a recession, and you want to make music for dirty hippies?
Get off your grammy-winning ass and make some freaking rock and roll for the people.
All you hippies make me sick. Pay your bills. Get a job. Try to keep your companies solvent. Pull your weight, because I don't want to pay for your social security. I don't want to mop up your mess. I don't want to change your diapers, and I don't want to feed you applesauce.
COME ON, ROBERT PLANT. THE WORLD NEEDS ZEPPELIN. HAVE YOU READ A NEWSPAPER?
WE NEED THE ROCK.
If I wanted to listen to a banjo, I'd put on some Kermit the Flipping Frog.
Am I asking too much for a little double-necked rock and roll???
I know I have "Who-ed" you out, but I can't stop laughing at Keith Moon:
Here's a couple minutes of genius:
I don't care how high you fly, or where you cry.
I haven't written much because I have been overwhelmed. I have been overhwelmed by life... and that doesn't usually happen.
Generally, four-leaf clovers shoot out of my ass, but lately, well, lately, it hasn't been so good.
Mostly, I have been wondering just what the heck is wrong with Robert Plant, and why he would rather sit his fat ass on a stool and sing bullshit bluegrass than play THIS somewhere within a thousand miles of where I live for ... what? $ 300 a ticket? $ 500?
Seriously. Is it too much to ask?
It's a recession, and you want to make music for dirty hippies?
Get off your grammy-winning ass and make some freaking rock and roll for the people.
All you hippies make me sick. Pay your bills. Get a job. Try to keep your companies solvent. Pull your weight, because I don't want to pay for your social security. I don't want to mop up your mess. I don't want to change your diapers, and I don't want to feed you applesauce.
COME ON, ROBERT PLANT. THE WORLD NEEDS ZEPPELIN. HAVE YOU READ A NEWSPAPER?
WE NEED THE ROCK.
If I wanted to listen to a banjo, I'd put on some Kermit the Flipping Frog.
Am I asking too much for a little double-necked rock and roll???
I know I have "Who-ed" you out, but I can't stop laughing at Keith Moon:
posted by Joe at
10:59 PM
6 Comments:
Sorry about the feeling overwhelmed thing.
I think Raising Sand is brilliant...in an inventive, blue-grassy, rootsy sort of way. And I'm not even a dirty hippy.
I agree: Raising Sand is a good album.
I just need a little Led Zeppelin in my life.
More people need to admit they are daised and confused..im
Great comedy and great music is usually rooted in angst and pain.
Nobody reads the newspaper any longer
"We all need someone we can lean on...and if you want to..you can lean on me..."
We all need a lil Zep sometimes.
(though I realize the lyric quoted was the Stones)
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