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Post by Wanklein on Apr 7, 2018 20:16:42 GMT
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Post by graucho on Apr 7, 2018 20:54:43 GMT
Five pages already. They're like a bunch of three year olds that can't wait to hear the same story they'e been told over and over again, rather than listen to a new one.
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Post by gobshite on Apr 7, 2018 21:29:35 GMT
Thank god there is some hope:
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Post by thisonehurts on Apr 7, 2018 21:41:42 GMT
That's one school I wouldn't mind seeing a massacre at.
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Post by graucho on Apr 7, 2018 21:58:45 GMT
Right, that's exactly what children are going to need in order to be equipped for life after school. Will Little Steven be using the Shites, their knowledge of every Macca deep cuts as well as their own, enviable lifestyles, as ideal role models?
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Post by AnalogRearEnd on Apr 7, 2018 23:28:04 GMT
I don't comprehend how someone could be both a Devin Townsend fan and a Beatard. Just does not compute.
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Post by Bellman cut on Apr 8, 2018 3:19:31 GMT
Dammit, if only Macca could have known how appreciated he was while he was still alive.
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Post by Boozin' Susan on Apr 8, 2018 5:14:10 GMT
I have a similar fear in that I am always afraid I may have to hear some of Paul McCartney's songs. How about reading some of of the lyrics? Here are the ones from that aforementioned "great" song: Ode to a Koala Bear Paul McCartney Oh, I love you, I still care All my affection's there I will walk with you to the end of the passage My little koala type bear Little koala type bear I can see you sitting there With your silent smile I won't talk to you for a couple of minutes My little koala type bear Little koala type bear Tell me what it's like Looking out of eyes Like the likes of yours Do you find it so surprising That the likes of me Likes the likes of you? I still love you, yes, I do All my time on earth Will belong to you till the end of the passage My littleā¦ And, yes, the music is just as banal as you'd think...
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Post by banana on Apr 8, 2018 12:59:23 GMT
Yeah these songs may never be heard by the unwashed masses unless they have a vague interest in McCartney and access to YouTube/torrent sites/soulseek/spotify etc etc.
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Post by hugofuguzev on Apr 9, 2018 5:17:15 GMT
Five pages already. They're like a bunch of three year olds that can't wait to hear the same story they'e been told over and over again, rather than listen to a new one. The very essence of the Steve Hoffman Forum. They're just repeating themselves at this point...
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Post by amygrant on Apr 9, 2018 6:14:40 GMT
Five pages already. They're like a bunch of three year olds that can't wait to hear the same story they'e been told over and over again, rather than listen to a new one. The very essence of the Steve Hoffman Forum. They're just repeating themselves at this point... "PAUL CAME TO YOUR DOOR?! WHAT?!"
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Post by Felonious Spunk on Apr 9, 2018 13:14:22 GMT
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Post by antiram on Apr 12, 2018 3:22:30 GMT
I'll just throw out there that McCartney has released twice as many songs about lambs than about death.
One other thing about his ouvre that amuses me... Think about these song titles:
I'll Follow the Sun Good Day Sunshine Hot as Sun Good Times Coming/Feel the Sun See Your Sunshine Sun Is Shining Back in the Sunshine Again Sunrise Mix Sunshine Sometime Rainclouds Driving Rain Rinse the Raindrops Too Much Rain Another Day Daytime, Nighttime Suffering All Day Early Days Birthday One of these Days That Day is Done Summer's Day Song Valentine Day Yesterday Things We Said Today Beautiful Night Dance Tonight Goodnight Tonight Every Night Goodnight Princess No More Lonely Nights Rode All Night The World Tonight When the Night The Night Before
Also featuring prominent lyrical reference to rain, sun, day, or night or combination thereof:
Band on the Run Mamunia Good Night Mother Nature's Son Two of Us Fool on the Hill
Fuck, there's tons more and this is getting boring, you get the idea...
It would be hard to think of a more vapid songwriter than McCartney. Who else could have released more than four albums' worth of material about "sun", "rain", "night", and "day"? Nobody. That kind of stuff would make the most callow high school poetry assignment writer blush. The Carpenters' songs are substantive tragedies in comparison; Phil Collins' lyrics are psychologically complex; Bernie Taupin's are rabble-rousing; even Journey's seem heartfelt in comparison.
McCartney's gift is spinning twerpy little melodies that maybe 20% of the time (which is a decent ratio, I guess) manage to be catchy enough to hum. Lyrically, he is what he is in interviews too: glib and shallow and reliant on charm. Spending time with McCartney albums is like spending time with your hammy uncle. He may be 'likable', but he is totally in his own little world, and every hour you spend with him is an hour away from the real world, where it takes more to be liked.
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