Yum, yum, yum, yum, yummity-yum. I do thank you, Preacher Man, but I don't have ten free hours in a day to listen to this song. I prefer to get it sung over and over, wormed into my brain in as short a time as possible. I like 1000x normal speed so that I can listen to 10 hours worth of this song in---well, you do the math. Or, choose the speed that suits your attention span best.
I think we have an unofficial PSF anthem until something better shows up. Why, oh why, hasn't someone written "It's Raining Pipes?!?"
God bless Mother Nature and I hate to bring this up, but, once upon a time there was a song about raining men. It's not as catchy as the taco song:
And then their's this guy:
Ceci n'est pas une pipe. A tip of my fedora to René Magritte, the Weather Girls, Parry Grip and BooneBum, and Preacher 1611 for making the pipe smoking world a little more intriguing and .
PSF Song of the Day
I've never seen this video before, except for the time I saw part of it in real life. This is how @Ruffinogold got the jukebox started when he walked into a diner one night, after midnight, off the New Jersey Turnpike. He tossed a quarter across the room and it landed right in the slot. The lady sitting next to the jukebox tossed him her zippo across the room, over everyone's heads, in a perfect arc. He caught it, flicked it open, and lit his pipe all in one smooth Jackson-esque motion. Then, Ruff moonwalked to his table leaving a trail of pipe smoke in his wake---to the beat of the song that started playing after the quarter landed in position:Preacher1611 wrote: ↑Wed Aug 01, 2018 9:35 am Wow! The Sandpipers! The Bee Gees! The Taco Song! What can I post as song of the day the compares!?
Some of the other customers murmured amongst their tables that this had been rehearsed. "Where's the hidden camera?" they asked each other, looking around, looking for Alan Funt.
"No," I whispered to the table next to me, a couple of old ladies in red sequined gowns with their tuxedoed goomba escorts. "This is Ruff's world. We only live in it."
I don't think Michael Jackson was at that diner when I was there, but Ruff gets around. Jack-o may have used Ruff as his inspiration for this choreography after another encounter. He's known for tossing loose change in juke joints all up and down the East Coast. Where angels fear to tread, there you will find Ruffino Gold.
That night in the diner, though, after Ruff moonwalked in, we all ate tacos and smoked pipes. We all had a grand time and made friendships that have lasted to this day. Now you know how I met Ruffino Gold. I still haven't mastered that quarter trick, though he's showed me about a twenty times and I've practiced it about a thousand until the manager kicks me out of a place.
Truth is stranger than fiction.
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Whalehead King wrote: ↑Wed Aug 01, 2018 5:06 pmI've never seen this video before, except for the time I saw part of it in real life. This is how @Ruffinogold got the jukebox started when he walked into a diner one night, after midnight, off the New Jersey Turnpike. He tossed a quarter across the room and it landed right in the slot. The lady sitting next to the jukebox tossed him her zippo across the room, over everyone's heads, in a perfect arc. He caught it, flicked it open, and lit his pipe all in one smooth Jackson-esque motion. Then, Ruff moonwalked to his table leaving a trail of pipe smoke in his wake---to the beat of the song that started playing after the quarter landed in position:Preacher1611 wrote: ↑Wed Aug 01, 2018 9:35 am Wow! The Sandpipers! The Bee Gees! The Taco Song! What can I post as song of the day the compares!?
Some of the other customers murmured amongst their tables that this had been rehearsed. "Where's the hidden camera?" they asked each other, looking around, looking for Alan Funt.
"No," I whispered to the table next to me, a couple of old ladies in red sequined gowns with their tuxedoed goomba escorts. "This is Ruff's world. We only live in it."
I don't think Michael Jackson was at that diner when I was there, but Ruff gets around. Jack-o may have used Ruff as his inspiration for this choreography after another encounter. He's known for tossing loose change in juke joints all up and down the East Coast. Where angels fear to tread, there you will find Ruffino Gold.
That night in the diner, though, after Ruff moonwalked in, we all ate tacos and smoked pipes. We all had a grand time and made friendships that have lasted to this day. Now you know how I met Ruffino Gold. I still haven't mastered that quarter trick, though he's showed me about a twenty times and I've practiced it about a thousand until the manager kicks me out of a place.
Truth is stranger than fiction.
Best. Post. EVER!!!
Awwww! You just have a soft spot for the taco song. Who doesn't?
I don't dislike Fleetwood Mac. Rumors better than Tusk? I dunno.
Looking at his ponytail on the Rumors album cover though, I'm thinking this is a sign that the world was going to hell in a hand basket. That's reserved for matadors only. He may as well have tied it into a bun.
I was going through an old notebook and found the notation: "Opening credits for Charade." Apparently I find this snippet of song and video worth remembering. It's a good thing I take notes! Here ya go:
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Because, Elvis and because, I can:
I just listened to a very interesting Malcolm Gladwell podcast on this last week. He could never perform this song right. Check it out.
Gladwell's podcast is called 'Revisionist History.' It's very, very interesting in general but this episode was particularly so because it delved into Elvis and a few other things regarding memory and performance---something I often have trouble with---though not for the same reasons.
I think you'll like this one episode, at least. I'm a Gladwell fan, though he and I don't always see eye-to-eye. He's a smart fellow, which I am not.