Friday, September 12, 2008

FRIDAY RANDOM TEN

Yes, indeedy, Esteemed Readers...it is Friday, which means it’s time yet again for the weekly Menagerie o’ Musical Miscellany spewed right out of the electronical brain of my Little White Choon Box.

How do those things work, anyway? Arthur C. Clarke once said that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic...which, in my eyes, would make the iPod somewhat magical. Mainly because I can’t understand how the damn thing works. Yes, I know there are integrated circuits and microchips and all that crap, but there’s no way I could assemble one, given the parts and tools.

A blender, maybe, I could build. An iPod, no.

Tonight, a nice braised brisket and the company of good friends. But in the meantime, we got us some Choons to listen to. What’s on the box today?
  1. It Don’t Mean A Thing (If It Ain’t Got That Swing) - Stan Getz & Dizzy Gillespie

    A bebop classic.

  2. The Clouds Are Full of Wine (Not Whiskey or Rye) - Captain Beefheart

  3. Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles

  4. Montana - Frank Zappa

    I might be movin’ to Montana soon
    Just to raise me up a crop of dental floss
    Raisin’ it up
    Waxin’ it down
    In a little white box
    I can sell uptown
    By myself I wouldn’t
    Have no boss
    But I’d be raisin’ my lonely dental floss
    (Raisin’ my lonely dental floss)

    Well I just might grow me some bees
    But I’d leave the sweet stuff
    For somebody else...
    But then on the other hand I would
    Keep the wax
    And melt it down
    Pluck some floss
    And swish it around
    I’d have me a crop
    And it’d be on top
    (That’s why I’m movin’ to Montana)

    Movin’ to Montana soon
    Gonna be a dental floss tycoon
    (Yes I am)
    Movin’ to Montana soon
    Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune

    I’m pluckin’ the ol’ dennil floss
    That’s growin’ on the prairie
    Pluckin’ the floss!
    I plucked all day and all night and all afternoon...
    I’m ridin’ a small tiny hoss
    (His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
    He’s a good hoss
    Even though he’s a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
    Blanket on anyway
    He’s a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
    Blanket on anyway
    Anyway
    I’m pluckin’ the ol’ dennil floss
    Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
    I don’t care if you think it’s silly, folks
    I don’t care if you think it’s silly, folks

    I’m gonna find me a horse
    Just about this big
    And ride him all along the border line
    With a pair of heavy-duty
    Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
    Every other wrangler would say
    I was mighty grand
    By myself I wouldn’t
    Have no boss
    But I’d be raisin’ my lonely dental floss
    Raisin’ my lonely dental floss
    Raisin’ my lonely dental floss

    Well I might ride along the border
    With my tweezers gleamin’ in the moon-lighty night
    And then I’d get a cuppa coffee
    And give my foot a push...
    Just me and the pygmy pony
    Over by the dennil floss bush
    And then I might just jump back on
    And ride like a cowboy
    Into the dawn...to Montana

    Movin’ to Montana soon
    (Yippie-Ay-O-Tie-Ay)

    Movin’ to Montana soon

  5. It’s Hard To Be A Saint In The City - Bruce Springsteen

  6. Chopsticks (Live) - Ben Folds Five

  7. River Of Collections - Paul Cantelon

  8. Couldn’t Call It Unexpected - Elvis Costello

  9. Romantic Moves/Anniversaries - Bobby Slayton

  10. Barnyard - Brian Wilson

It’s Friday. What are you listening to?

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