"How much does a flight to Atlanta cost?"
"Why?"
"Because I'm going to hop a plane and whale on Peacock for getting 'Eye in the Sky' stuck in my head."
"Hey. That's what I said."
"I mean now I have the entire three lines that I know from that song going through my head. I am the maker of rules . . . I mean I went a nice peaceful decade without hearing that song since I quit listening to classic rock and now it's back and I want to kill him."
"If it helps, substitute the Paint Your Wagon version."
"It's not helping."
[Pause]
"I'm serious. Pull up Expedia."
Posted by Ilyka at May 6, 2004 05:15 AM in navel gazingTeeheehee.
It could be worse. I might have planted Don't Answer Me. That one has true earwiggery properties.
Posted by: Jim at May 6, 2004 12:12 PMOh, you fuck. Here I was about to defend "EITS", and then you had to remind us why Alan Parsons is really, after all, just a fat, uninsipired prick who happened to get lucky by associating with Pink Floyd, and milked out a recording contract.
"Don't Answer Me" especially offends me with its overkill of timpanis. ATTN SONGWRITERS: Borrowing one magical element from "Wouldn't It Be Nice" will not make your bad song wonderful.
Perfect mind-ear bleach?
Billy Squire: "Everybody Wants You."
da-nanu, da-nanu, da-na na-na a-na-nu
Posted by: Ron C at May 8, 2004 04:50 AMgwhsa
Posted by: dip at August 7, 2005 05:41 PM