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That statement is truly moronic. It reminds of when people say "I listen to everything."
My immediate reaction is "No, you don't."
But back in my MTSU days, I was subjected to the following, life-changing question(s):
Douchebag McFucktard: "You know that new song by Fuel?"
Me: "No."
Douchebag McFucktard: "You don't listen to Fuel?? What do you guys listen to?"
That statement is truly moronic. It reminds of when people say "I listen to everything."
My immediate reaction is "No, you don't."
But back in my MTSU days, I was subjected to the following, life-changing question(s):
Douchebag McFucktard: "You know that new song by Fuel?"
Me: "No."
Douchebag McFucktard: "You don't listen to Fuel?? What do you guys listen to?"
I have an Aden album. I think it has a cow on it. I should try and find it.
Is it the Fortune 4 version or the TeenBeat re-release? Just curious.
time: december 07
place: the great escape
album in question: Of Montreal's "Satanic Twins" on vinyl
One mid forties woman in full sweat suit and manly haircut says to her mid forties flannel clad friend...
"Satanic Twins of Montreal... I think I have their greatest hits.. I'll just burn you a copy"
I got it c. 1997 so I'm guessing its the Fortune 4 version. I'll try to remember to check tonight...
Is there a significant difference in the two?
Nah, it's just that Fortune 4 was SYP's first attempt at a record label, so if you were ever a Seam fan, it has that significance.
People who say they don't like jazz because it doesn't have any form. (Excluding free form jazz of course)
My father for asking why a no name band like Radiohead was headlining Bonnaroo a couple of years ago.
And my co-worker for asking me if I like Buck Cherry.
Aden were cookie-cutter wimp-ass indie pop of the worst sort, the kind of crappy band whose marginal "success" was due to the fact that the whole pop demimonde was based on showing up to the shows and buying the records by your friends' terrible bands, and that comment seems totally justified.
Poor Jeff Gramm, born to and raised by an ex-Texas longhair turned Republican Party hack. "Nice guy, terrible band" : the epitaph of American indie pop.