"If you tolerate this..."
This is my new YouTube video addiction:
Manic Street Preachers: "If you tolerate this, then your children will be next."
Yeah, I know this song is over ten years old, which reminds me of this annoying habit my father had of "discovering" a song years after its release. It's not a big deal now, thanks to YouTube/eBay/Amazon, but back in the 1970s and 1980s, it could be a big pain in the ass because we couldn't find the song through the avenues available back in the day. Music quickly went out of print, and then my father would get obsessive if he couldn't find what he wanted, and we were off on wild goose chases. (Back then, it would take detective work figuring out what the song was he was looking for, like freaking Name That Tune. Again, it wasn't like we could Google lyrics.)
Here's a sample of those sought-after-by-Dad songs:
John Paul Young, "Love is in the Air"
Bertie Higgins, "Key Largo"
When he succeeded in finding what he wanted, my dad would then play the song over and over and over and over, so we all wished that our detective work hadn't been so freaking successful. Also, on a trip down to the Florida Keys, we HAD to stop in Key Largo, to see where "we had it all/Just like Bogie and Bacall." We spent the night in a roach-infested, disgusting hotel room. Thanks Bertie Higgins. Thanks a lot.
Anyway, back to the Manic Street Preachers...I've read ALOT about this band in the British music magazines, but this is the first song of theirs that really caught my attention, so I'll try to check out more of their stuff.
I'm also obsessed with this song:
"Male prostitution seems to be my only option." Jemaine is so cute!
Okay, I promise I'll discuss the Oscars in the next post. I was 24/30 on my predictions. The one that threw me (and probably countless others) was the snubbing of that Batman movie.
Manic Street Preachers: "If you tolerate this, then your children will be next."
Yeah, I know this song is over ten years old, which reminds me of this annoying habit my father had of "discovering" a song years after its release. It's not a big deal now, thanks to YouTube/eBay/Amazon, but back in the 1970s and 1980s, it could be a big pain in the ass because we couldn't find the song through the avenues available back in the day. Music quickly went out of print, and then my father would get obsessive if he couldn't find what he wanted, and we were off on wild goose chases. (Back then, it would take detective work figuring out what the song was he was looking for, like freaking Name That Tune. Again, it wasn't like we could Google lyrics.)
Here's a sample of those sought-after-by-Dad songs:
John Paul Young, "Love is in the Air"
Bertie Higgins, "Key Largo"
When he succeeded in finding what he wanted, my dad would then play the song over and over and over and over, so we all wished that our detective work hadn't been so freaking successful. Also, on a trip down to the Florida Keys, we HAD to stop in Key Largo, to see where "we had it all/Just like Bogie and Bacall." We spent the night in a roach-infested, disgusting hotel room. Thanks Bertie Higgins. Thanks a lot.
Anyway, back to the Manic Street Preachers...I've read ALOT about this band in the British music magazines, but this is the first song of theirs that really caught my attention, so I'll try to check out more of their stuff.
I'm also obsessed with this song:
"Male prostitution seems to be my only option." Jemaine is so cute!
Okay, I promise I'll discuss the Oscars in the next post. I was 24/30 on my predictions. The one that threw me (and probably countless others) was the snubbing of that Batman movie.