What are you listening to ?

ppbbttttt! /end wet tongue sequence

Shonen Knife - Riding on the Rocket from Pretty Little Baka Guy
 
yeah, that too. in fact almost the entirety of their first three albums.

but now...

Day after day, I will walk and I will play
But the day after today, I will stop and I will start

Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
There may be some things that I wouldn't miss
But I look at your pants and I need a kiss

Why can't I get just one screw?
Why can't I get just one screw?
Believe me, I know what to do
But something won't let me make love to you

Why can't I get just one fuck?
Why can't I get just one fuck?
I guess it's got something to do with luck
But I waited my whole life for just one...

Day after day, I get angry and I will say
That the day is in my sight
When I'll take a bow and say goodnight

Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum
Have you kept your eye, your eye on your son?
I know you've had problems, you're not the only one
When your sugar left, he left you on the run

Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum
Take a look now at what your boy has done
He's walking around like he's number one
Went downtown and you got him a gun

So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
You know you've got my sympathy
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me

So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
You know you've got my sympathy
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me

Broken down kitchen at the top of the stairs
Can I mix in with your affairs?
Share a smoke, make a joke
Grasp and reach for a leg of hope

Words to memorize, words hypnotize
Words make my mouth exercise
Words all failed the magic prize
Nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs

Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother
I would love to love you, lover
City is restless, it's ready to pounce
Here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce

Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother
I would love to love you, lover
City is restless, it's ready to pounce
Here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce

I've given you a decision to make
Things to lose, things to take
Just as she's about ready to cut it up
She says, "Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up!"
Add it up! Add it up! Add it up!

Day after day, I get angry and I will say
That the day is in my sight
When I'll take a bow and say goodnight
 
(Radio On!)
I got the FM
(Radio On!)
I got the AM
(Radio On!)
I've got the power, I feel the feeling now
(Radio On!)
I feel the feeling and it's feeling all right now
(Radio On!)
And I feel in touch with the modern world

Ok, let's go down route 128

Oh yeah

Can you feel it out in Needham now?
Out in route 128 by the power lines
It's so exciting there at night
With the pine trees in the dark
It's so cold here in the dark
With 50,000 watts of power
We go by faster miles an hour
With the radio on

Roadrunner Roadrunner
(Radio On!)
Goin faster miles an hour
I'm gonna drive past the stop n shop
with the radio on
See I'm in love with the modern world
Massachusetts when it's late at night
And the neon when it's cold outside
You see I have the radio on
Like the roadrunner

Now what do you think about that you guys?
(Radio On!)
Good! we got the AM
(Radio On!)
I think we got the power, got the magic now
(Radio On!)
We got the feeling of the modern world
(Radio On!)
We got the feeling of the modern sound
(Radio On!)
The sound of the modern radio feeling when it's late at night
(Radio On!)
Got the sound of the modern lonliness when it's cold outside
(Radio On!)
Got the sound of Massachusetts when it's blue and white
(Radio On!)
Got route 128 on a dark and lonely
(Radio On!)
I feel alone, and cold and lonely
(Radio On!)
I feel alone in the cold and neon
(Radio On!)
I feel alive I feel the love I feel alive I feel the rockin
(Radio On!)

(Radio On!)
Go home now, yes
(Radio On!)
Gonna go home, yes
(Radio On!)
Roadrunner go home, here we go now
(Radio On!)
We're gonna drive 'em home you guys

Here we go

That's right

Jonathan Richman & The Modern Lovers - Roadrunner
 
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yikes


Doctors have come from distant cities
Just to see me
Stand over my bed
Disbelieving what they're seeing

They say I must be one of the wonders
Of god's own creation
And as far as they can see they can offer
No explanation

Newspapers ask intimate questions
Want confessions
They reach into my head
To steal the glory of my story

They say I must be one of the wonders
Of god's own creation
And as far as they can see they can offer
No explanation

O, I believe
Fate smiled and destiny
Laughed as she came to my cradle
Know this child will be able
Laughed as my body she lifted
Know this child will be gifted
With love, with patience and with faith
She'll make her way

-Natalie Merchant
 
I'm listening to a record I make in the late fall/early winter. The band had their record release yesterday. I'm pretty happy with this one.
It's 5 trombones with rhythm section.
 
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