From the D, Hockeytown, the Motor City, Motown, baby!
Today, I bring you a substitute Cheers and Jeers with Special Musical Surprises!
If Musick be the Food of Snark, Play On! [GONG!]
In yesterday's C&J we learned a universal truth from Doc, our master of Monday snarkimonies:
What sells newspapers diaries? Photos of pretty women, babies and pets.
I certainly can't argue with that, but in the interest of equal time, I will add that a little beefcake never hurts, neither!
OMG, help, Doc! Pootie has turned green!
Cheers to music! A few weeks ago, Dr. VM gave me the T-shirt you see so gorgeously modeled at the top of this diary. And dang if I didn't take its message to heart! When I sat down to write him a little ditty as a birthday present, inspriration smacked me upside the head, and I decided I would write a short piece every day for a month, record it, and post in online. Thus the 30 Days Project was born! This is Day 17, and I've written 23 minutes of music so far (that's a pretty fast rate in the classical world, though I'm sure pop songwriters can go faster)! I'll start on today's piece after I post this... but meanwhile, you can hear what I've done so far by clicking here.
And of course, Cheers and Thanks to everyone who has been following the series and even pimping it for me! I figure, I just need one hit song, then I can pay off Dr. VM's med school loans...
Of course, I'm not the only musician who's been busy crankin' out the hits lately. The inspiration isn't as happy for others as it has been for me, though. Rain over at Street Prophets offers Some Songs of Iraq. Rain kindly gave me permission to share what she found:
And one from me -- you really should know about the Prince Myshkins. I like to describe them as everyone's favorite gay leftist satirist folk duo -- and if you didn't know you had a favorite gay leftist satirist folk duo, go here right now and listen to their songs, which are musically accomplished, lyrically clever and by turns hilarious and heart-breaking. Oh, and they include a song called A War Without an End and Let Me Into the Military.
Music speaks truth to power: Rock on!
Meanwhile, others in the music industry (and here I use that term loosely) just speak goof to stupid: Jeers to Ted Nugent. How do I mock thee? Let me count the ways... You may have thought that his recent idiotic comments about Obama and HRC were enough, but wait, there's more! Didja know that he wrote a book? No, I'm not kidding! Come now, would I lie to you? What's it called, you ask? Chickenhawk Whackjobs and the Disgusting Things They'll Do to Avoid Enlisting? No, silly, it's a cookbook!
Of course, in light of yesterday's big announcement, I would be remiss if I didn't close this musical C&J segment with a great classic work that I'm sure expresses what we're all feeling on this joyous occasion. And for those of you who, like me, are only just starting to get old, and aren't quite frickin' yet, here's the version that I heard first, back in the turqoise and pink years.
Floor's open... what are you Cheering and Jeering -- and Singing and Wailing and Thumping and Grooving -- today?