Once in a while you just get the urge to post something that has absolutely nothing to do with religion.
Here are three of my favorite 90’s songs for your nostalgic enjoyment.
First some classic trip-hop from the Stereo MCs. ( If you can sit still listening to this then there is definitely something wrong with you.)
Second, some excellent power-pop bubblegum by Republica and lastly the incredibly beautiful voice of Ms. Harriet Wheeler of The Sundays in Wild Horses.
(If you don’t like this song I will put you on my ignore list out of principle.)
That threw me for a loop—90’s songs. Couldn’t think of anything at all. Then suddenly I remembered Primus. The first time I heard them was when I bought Pork Soda on the advice of a younger metal freak who defined them as “not really metal, exactly”.
This is the sound I think of when I think of Primus:
Music and memories, nothing like it. Doesn’t anyone else here listen to music?
Don’t be sorry Mac. Primus is a fantastic band.
Even non-fans have got to credit them with creating a very unique sound.
Thanks for the links.
I think I just fell in love again with Suzanne Hoff.. so very fuckable.
And KD Lang…great songwriter but no so fuckable, but then again, I am not a lesbian.
“And KD Lang…great songwriter but no so fuckable, but then again, I am not a lesbian.”
Maybe it’s the music, but I think she’s sexy in an odd way. Maybe the way chicks find Ricky Martin sexy—LOL. Melissa Etheridge, on the other hand, looks AND sounds like a butch soccer mom. I hate her.
“And KD Lang…great songwriter but no so fuckable, but then again, I am not a lesbian.”
Maybe it’s the music, but I think she’s sexy in an odd way. Maybe the way chicks find Ricky Martin sexy—LOL. Melissa Etheridge, on the other hand, looks AND sounds like a butch soccer mom. I hate her.
C’mon Mac, don’t be hate’n.
You are one funky Catholic my friend.
KD Lang would knock your lights out ( and mine ) before we even got our pants down.
Melissa isn’t even a fraction as butch as most of the lesbians I run into in SFO and I do love her songs.
I can’t dwell on this lesbian thing too long before my misspend youth, ‘reading’ Penthouse and less tasteful depictions of girl-girl fun, catches up with me and warps my perception of reality to the point of Kleenex.
Cheers mate.
Just one very last video, I promise.
Those friendly Californians who brought us such lovely ballads like: ‘Raining blood’ and a great album called ‘God hates us all.’
How could I have forgotten about these hopeless romantics.
From a 1985 live recording, bringing us those consoling lyrics: ” Jesus’ own soul can not be saved” my personal metal favorite: Slayer, with Hell Awaits. .
Catholic? Hardly. I’m into monotheism. But, succumbing to your evil influence, I’ll see your Slayer and raise you. I’m not into metal, but this band is featured in a lot of the material on Stickdeath.com (like The Martyr Machine) and what the hell, it’s a pretty clever video….
