Tuesday, November 21, 2006

That's right, KarlO is in the House

And he is very very pissed off!!! So pissed off that he is writing in the third person. KarlO takes great offense at HairO's extremely misguided and naive statement regarding CCR. If KarlO wore panties, they would indeed be in a wad. Yes, John Fogerty was actually born in California (at least that's what HairLess says) and wrote many a song about how he really is from the Bayou, born there even, but the point is that the band recorded many many fine ditties that are quite catchy and memorable and even rock, yes, they do. "Lookin out my back door" aside, they did rock. OK, "Have you ever seen the rain" doesn't really rock either, but "Run to/from (KarlO can't remember) the Jungle" - now that one rocks. And "Green River"? Rock. Suzie Q pretty much sucksit, but even that is better than Boston!!!! WAY BETTER!!!! Shit, the sound of KarlO's farts is better than Boston, even the silent but deadly ones.

4 comments:

Squeakyrock said...

I will admit that Fortunate Son is a great song, really pissed off sounding. I dig that. What about Centerfield? that sucked ass.
On the subject of Karl's farts, things really get out of hand when he eats leftover Indian food, incredibly spicy, and then he comes to practice, farts, then giggles, then tells us all exactly what he's been eating. Sometimes the food is so spicy, he'll burp, and all of a sudden, we're looking around, going, "who farted?", and then Karl has to admit that it actually came out of his mouth, although it smelled like his ass.
Which brings me back to CCR. They smell like a stank bayou, or the smell of rotting Kimchi coming out of Karl's burpy mouth.
There. I said it.
H

Squeakyrock said...

Blinded by the Light
Forget Manfred Mann's version, Bruce does it his style, much cooler.
H

Anonymous said...

John Fogerty Biography:
John Cameron Fogerty achieved fame as the lead singer/songwriter and guitarist in Creedence Clearwater Revival and has since gone on to a chart-topping solo career. Born in Berkeley, CA, Fogerty and his brother
Tom organized the group that would become Creedence as the Golliwogs in the late 50's.

Yeah, there are alot of bayous in berkeley, it's very jungley as well, and if he looked out his back door he would see San Francisco.

I will say this about him, he doesn't seem to pretend he was from the bayou, he just liked to write about the south.
"Born on the Bayou" was vaguely like "Porterville," about a mythical childhood and a heat-filled time, the Fourth of July. I put it in the swamp where, of course, I had never lived. It was late as I was writing. I was trying to be a pure writer, no guitar in hand, visualizing and looking at the bare walls of my apartment. Tiny apartments have wonderful bare walls, especially when you can't afford to put anything on them. "Chasing down a hoodoo." Hoodoo is a magical, mystical, spiritual, non-defined apparition, like a ghost or a shadow, not necessarily evil, but certainly other-worldly. I was getting some of that imagery from Howlin' Wolf and Muddy Waters."

Harry, It's not coo coo coo.

"Looking out my back door"
It was partly written for John Fogerty's son Josh who at the time was 3. Fogerty says: "I knew he would love it if he heard me on the radio singing - doot doot doo, lookin' out my back door." In the song lyrics there is a reference to a parade passing by which John says was inspired by a Dr. Seuss book that he read as a kid titled To Think (That) I Saw It On Mulberry Street.

Put me in coach, i'm ready to play.
Squeakysteven.

Squeakyrock said...

I was hoping to stir up some debate at practice the other night, and I was shocked that everybody but me said that ELO was a better band than Boston. Here's a list of instruments that do not belong in a rock band:
Violin (fiddle ok)
Cello (MTv UnPlugged performance ok)
Flute (Never)
Xylophone (Not ok in Jazz, either)
Saxophone (Dangerous; rarely done well - See "New York's Alright... if you like saxophones")
Sousaphone (shit, maybe anything that ends in "phone" is a recipe for suckdom... although it was cool in that Pink Floyd song ("Hello.. collect call for Mrs. Floyd from Mr. Floyd..")
H/SQ