I stumbled across this poem on this site: A Crush Shot by Ray Mellors Dolly Rush, alas is dead: A mallet struck her on the head. She acted as a referee When all the others were at tea. They should have told her not to view So carefully the follow through.
Entries from January 30th, 2003
January 30th, 2003 · · 5 CommentsPotpourri
I’m feeling a little disconnected and incomplete with the whole GN/G-Philes dichotomy. Throw in my most influential website and it’s downright schizophrenic. I want to normalize things a bit, but I don’t know how. I’ve thought about just making it all one blog and having everything automatically post to gn.com, but only the Right Wing […]
It’s a “I’m sick of all this shit” day. I haven’t had one of those in a long time.
This will fuse two huge parts of my life. It will probably be crap, but to make Rock ‘n’ Roll more nerdy and vice versa would be awesome.
Today, in the car, I heard a song that I really liked. It was funky, jammin’, bluesy… It had some clav-action goin’ on. The lyrics weren’t too bad.
I had no idea what it was, but I loved it. So I called KZPS.
Me: “What song was on just before Dio came on?”
KZPS: “Led Zeppelin, Trampled Underfoot, from Physical Graffiti.”
Me:”Excuse me, I dropped the phone… Now what was that, Foghat?”
KZPS: “No, it was Zeppelin, dude!”
Me: “Right, so it was Styx, huh?”
Me: “Wild Cherry?”
Farris: “Stevie Wonder???”
KZPS: “NO. IT-WAS-LED-FUCKING-ZEPPELIN!*click*”
I called back, but they never would tell me who it was. Damn. I really fucking liked that song.