29 posts tagged “rock”

Does anybody remember a made-for-television series called, "Amerika"?  It came out during the 80s, if I'm not mistaken, and it's plot revolved around an invasion of the US by the USSR.  I get it confused in my mind with another similar series called, "World War III", in which Alaska is invaded by the USSR.  Which movie it was, I'm not sure, but I remember a scene in the Senate with soldiers of the Red Army storming the congressional floor and shooting up all the Senators.  It scared the crap out of me at the time, but I was ten when the first series was released.  If I'm not mistaken, Rock Hudson played the president in "World War III".

Anywho, this is my submission for Election 2008.  Plus, Heather likes this CD and plays it every once in a while.

Hope you're all well.

I had the chance to catch up with an old friend this weekend.  He was my favorite college roommate, and we hadn't talked in a couple of years.  He just finished going through a very similar relationship situation to my own several years ago.  In my case, a couple of weeks will literally pass without a moment's thought of her.  In his case, the pain is gone, but the memory continues to linger a bit.  I've said this before, but I again commend the healing of time to all of you.  Get out of the way and let it do its magic.  Don't hang onto your pain, and whatever you do, don't become bitter.  The ugliest of us all are the bitter ones.

Okay, enough preaching.  The Tune of the Week this time around should bring back many memories to my old friend.  It does for me.  Rock on, Gambla!

More "Hetta Music" next week.

I've decided to continue with this "Hetta Music" thing because, dammit, I want to.  I think that it's likely I will continue with it until we make the switch to WordPress.  The new blogs are all done over there, but we won't be making the actual move until bustawindow.com 2.0 is released.

This tune qualifies for the category, not because she's the type of woman described in the tune, but because of the following story:

When we were first married, I wasn't quite sure what she would think of my music.  She liked my "bad ass" side, as she called it, but I still wondered about some of the music (particularly the few bands I like that take liberties with the treatment of the opposite sex, something I've never taken seriously unless I'm convinced they intend some sort of actual malice).  I played Back in Black (in my top three favorite AC/DC albums of all time) for the first time one afternoon while we were doing whatnot around the apartment, and she had little visible reaction.  But when it was over, Heather said, "Now that's rock music!  They don't make music like that anymore."  I admit I felt a bit relieved.

I'm playing this particular tune because it's my favorite from this album.  It's got just a killer riff that gets into your gut.  Plus, there's this friend of mine out there that can play Back in Black as well as Mr. Young himself as far as I'm concerned, and I think he's been itching to hear something a little more lively from this blog.  Here's to ya, Axeman!

Another "Hetta Music" feature!

Shortly after Heather and I were married, I decided to buy her this CD.  She had been saying since I'd met her that she felt like there wasn't anything out there anymore that she could really enjoy.  She had basically gotten nauseated by what she was hearing on the radio, and she didn't know where to look for something more interesting.  (By the way, since we've been married, her love of music has rekindled big time, and she continues to find new stuff that she likes, which is cool.  Her brother and sister just found out yesterday that she likes a number of country music groups, and that really surprised them both.)

Anyway, after hearing her lament her condition again and again, I bought this CD and put it on her iPod.  After coming back from a walk, she said to me that, yes, I was right that she would like this band.  The Choir has an interesting, acoustic-based "alternative" rock sound and something of a sense of the morose.  The words to this tune describe a woman everyone of us has met or will meet at some point in our lives.

I hope you all are doing okay.  Heather's sister, Stacy, is in town for a few days (and Heather is struggling with feeling guilty for spending time with her because of all the work we have to do), and my sister's husband, Mical, is safely back from Afghanistan until the end of the month.  At that time, he will go back for the second 4.5 months of his term.  And (it's SO important for me to tell you this), I'm having a great time following Canadian football this summer.

Take care, all.

I just completed dealing with a situation concerning our Internet provider that I will have to blog about in detail once we're done building the business site.  UNBELIEVABLE!

I admit that I was basically ignorant concerning Blondie prior to Heather.  Although I wouldn't consider her a "fan" per se, she's the reason we own this CD.  In contrast to what many believe, Blondie is NOT the blonde chick in the band.  Blondie is just a band that happens to have a blonde lead singer.  There's a heck of a lot of history behind this band that I know little about, although I find it amazing that they're still going (along with a slew of other geezers like the Rolling Stones, Deep Purple, and Rush).

The feelings conveyed by this tune's lyrics have been felt by any urban dweller who's been in the city for more than a mere few days or weeks.  And they're kind of funny.  The whole album, released in 2003, is actually quite good.  Enjoy!

I bought this Midnight Oil CD a long, long time ago, and it's never gotten old to me.  I'm playing it as a part of the "Hetta Music" thing I've been doing for some time now because she likes this band and especially this album.  Their "earthy" sound and consistent vocal support for the environment and the less fortunate make them attractive to me and remind me of Heather.

I hope you all are doing fairly.  Sorry I've not been reading any of your blogs, but I'm saving significant time by avoiding the blogosphere for the time being.  The business site is getting bigger every day!

With the posting of my last tune (and the subsequent appearance of my picture of Spinal Tap on Vox's home page), there's been some revived conversation and laughter in our place concerning them.  Heather particularly likes Spinal Tap, and the tune posted today is her favorite from what I can tell (because she laughs the hardest when she hears this particular tune).  Another installation in my "Hetta Music" feature.

A little bit of trivia: if it's been a while since you've seen This Is Spinal Tap, or, gasp!, you've never seen it, this song is performed in the movie at an army base.  The band is greeted by an obnoxious sergeant or whatever who reminds them that the crowd is going to be conservative and won't want the music to be too loud, etc.  As the show begins, couples prepare to get out and dance as if to lounge music, and the band opens with "Sex Farm".  Awesome.

By the way, one of the dork brothers from the band, Oasis, apparently cried when he discovered to his chagrin that Spinal Tap wasn't a real band.  Genius, pure genius.

The lyrics to this tune are priceless, but I've opted not to post them as they might land me in jail or something.

I don't think anybody who grew up around the time I did hasn't heard this song.  I heard it for the first time when I was in junior high school at a friend's house -- the same good friend who also had a Motley Crue poster on his wall that scared the crap out of me.  Anyway, I liked it then, and I like it now.  As does Heather.  I quickly discovered that she was into 80s music, particularly "hair metal" and the like.  Having both been born in the early 70s, that would make sense.  I think I'll play several selections from the 80s before I'm done with this "Hetta Music" feature.

Gotta love Def Leppard!

I posted this tune once before, but it makes Heather laugh so hard that I've decided to post it again as a part of the "Hetta Music" feature.  Again, if you're offended by profanity, you may want to skip this one.  In my case, I think it's pretty funny, as was this (un)band.

This is a totally different type of tune from Deep Purple, and the last I'm going to post for a long while.  It's from an album called Bananas, and I like it.  Hope you do as well.

That's it for this week.  Cheers!