Wednesday, October 20, 2004

The Commandant Presents The King

As part of our Mandate at Song of the Day, the Royal We are commited to be representative of all styles and years of music, giving equal attention especailly 1950 to the present. In the interest of reaching these goals, We have divided music broadly into TWO catagories. These catagories are MUSIC THAT SUCKS and MUSIC THAT DOESN'T SUCK.

Through tireless hours of analysis of the S.O.T.D archives (mostly brought on by an overwhelming instinct to Procrastinate Calculus assignments) we have discovered something, so shocking that we have decided we must forgo the usual red tape and tell the listening public immediately. Though it may be hastey of us, we tell you in the interest of SCIENCE.

It seems between the years 1950 and 1959 there is a much Higher ratio of MUSIC THAT SUCKS then in any other 10 year period. This fact is reflected in archive itself. Commandant Pif's impeciable taste (yesterday's post not withstanding) has aptly demonstrated this fact, by selecting only the best fifites music to be included on this list and as any fool can see, there's very little of it there. But to be generous to the crappiest of decades, and in the interesting in giving equal representation to all musica eras, We have decided to fortify the SOTD Archive with some Ol' Time Rock and/or Roll.

We invite you, the listening public, to offer up your meger musical knowledge of this topic at the feet of all-knowing, uber-cool, Commadant Pif, for his consideration as he is utterly lost. As a wise man once said: [He is] Like one without a paddle on a creek composed entirely of shit.


Today's Song of the Day is "My Baby Left Me" by Elvis Presley off "The King's" Second album "Elvis"

Crazy Fact: The King is Dead. He is very dead. He died on the throne. OK and this is just plane disturbing the lyrics to 'Heartbreak Hotel' were written by a steel guitar player from Nashville named Tommy Durden. He was inspired by a newspaper story about a man who killed himself and left behind a note saying only, "I walk a lonely street." He was 'so lonely he could die.' for REAL. I'm checking into Hotel Disturbo.

njoy

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