Kelly Rued, Etcetera
Insufferable as NASCAR, indomitable as moon prospectors, metal as the wind—such is our love.
Welcome, svelte cybernauts, to my personal scrapblog. Some people say, "you waste so much time looking at stupid shit on the internet. When you're on your death bed, think how you'll wish you could get that time back." People who win at the internet don't go out like that. We'll have a lifetime of stupid internet shit saved in our scrapblogs so we can cherish it ON our death beds. Remember that great lol you had in June 1998? I don't either. Don't let your lolz continue to deteriorate like your aging, senile brain. Get a tumblelog and win at the internet. - PSA by KRetc.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
This song is a staple on the classic rock station my mom liked. I only remembered the part that goes “street lights, people, o-oh-ohhhh” and I frequently get that line and only that line stuck in my head. Recently we saw a Family Guy where they sing this song at karaoke and I heard the chorus and realized I did know the rest of the song all along but in my mind they were two totally unrelated songs.
My theory is that childhood trauma created a deep fault line in long term memory where terrible things like Journey songs are suppressed and fractured as needed to maintain my tenuous grip on reality. This is related to my inability to discern Phil Collins from Genesis from Cat Stevens from Kyle Gass. Vocally I mean, one clearly has more hair.
You know you like Journey.
blog comments powered by Disqus
