Showing posts with label the oak ridge boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the oak ridge boys. Show all posts
Friday, July 31, 2009
From Evil To Genius - Times Like These
So maybe I'm feeling a little nasty for discussing the Evil Beaver in my last post (though it's more of a "think piece", right, whatever that means) and perhaps it's time to start cleansing the old soul with this clip of Glen Campbell performing The Foo Fighters' "Times Like These." We toured with The FF's in 2003 and this song was always the highlight for me.
I really enjoy the classic country boys doing modern hits. Like The Oak Ridge Boys turning "Seven Nation Army" into a tasty vocal treat or Johnny Cash crooning "I hurt myself today..." I hear nothing but the sweetness when these melodies come around.
Okay, that's all for today. I swears.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
My House No Longer Smells Like Stinky Baby
The first time I saw the unbelievably frightening kitchen at our new house I laughed about how the aforementioned grody khaki colored plaid wallpaper with bizarre (and bizarrely charming) cow border looked like Tom's show shirt from 2002-03. So tonight I made him pose with it and here is the crappy phone camera result.
He is a study in neutral tones...
I don't remember the last time I was this tired. I'm so tired I can't even be cranky about the fact that the paint color I chose for the living room resembles the paint chip only in the dark... too tired to be sad about sorta destroying the half bath when I tried every method known to man to get that wallpaper off (obnoxious black stripes with a flowered border... sigh). I have now decided that there must be a God because only the Devil would invent wallpaper.
I am not too tired to write and complain, though! Never too tired for that!
I should just be grateful that we have a cute house that may not smell like stinky baby sometime in the near future (not due to actual stinky baby but because the previous owners had one of those cheap hand tufted wool rugs that was apparently shipped in camel urine). And I am very thankful.... or I will be again in the morning.
Meanwhile, The Oak Ridge Boys, sweet dudes that they are, have been Twittering their thanks to me for writing about them. How awesome is that?!
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
This Week in Walker, Texas Ranger
This happened tonight. I don't even understand.

Chicken bag
Walker, Texas Ranger
Help me figure it out.
In other news... I have a photo on Miles Davis' homepage and Joe Bonsall from The Oak Ridge Boys is following me on Twitter... and told me I'm cool... on Twitter.
Today has been just bananas all around. I totally stole that word from my friend Anna. I can't stop using it.
I will be home - Kentucky style - Saturday night - for six months straight. The happiness that is inside me CANNOT BE CONTAINED! This is the first time I'll be in one place for six months in seven years. I can hardly believe it.
Life's been good to me so far...
Chicken bag
Walker, Texas Ranger
Help me figure it out.
In other news... I have a photo on Miles Davis' homepage and Joe Bonsall from The Oak Ridge Boys is following me on Twitter... and told me I'm cool... on Twitter.
Today has been just bananas all around. I totally stole that word from my friend Anna. I can't stop using it.
I will be home - Kentucky style - Saturday night - for six months straight. The happiness that is inside me CANNOT BE CONTAINED! This is the first time I'll be in one place for six months in seven years. I can hardly believe it.
Life's been good to me so far...
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009
What I'm Listening to Right This Very Second - Cool Night
For some reason my inner 10-year old is dying to get out these days. I just wrote a love letter to The Oak Ridge Boys on the SXSW blog and now this...
I used to listen to Paul Davis' "Cool Night" like mad and dream of romance with Andy Gibb and Donny Osmond (though not at the same time - I was 10, people!).
Davis passed away last year and that's probably when I found out what he looked like. NOT WHAT I EXPECTED! But that's what made the late 70s/early 80s so freaking great. You didn't have to look like some kind of Calvin Klein model. You could just be a normal dude, makin' your music, hangin' out, growin' your beard...
Crap, I am officially old.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
What I'm Listening to Right This Very Second - Seven Nation Army
LIKE YOU'VE NEVER HEARD IT BEFORE!!!
Holy. Moly. Cow.
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