Once I was a boogie singer, playin' in a rock and roll band

[venta]

It's Friday! It's about three o'clock! It's time to Boogie At Your Desk!

Friday afternoons need a little something. I think they need a Top Tune. Something to make you shuffle in your seat and, if possible, Boogie At Your Desk. I'll be endeavouring to fill this gap some Fridays this year.

I'm not claiming that any track provided to enable At-Desk Boogying is one of the world's best or most profound pieces of music. It will, however, be one of the tunes which make me smile, and which have at some stage made me surreptitiously Boogie At My Desk.

Desks are not compulsory, of course. Feel free to boogie through your office, in your bedroom, round your lab, across your classroom, on the train - wherever you find yourself on a Friday afternoon.

If you like the track, go out and buy the album it belongs to - I'll try and recommend a suitable CD to purchase for any BAYD track.

This link will expire at some point in the future.

Today you were invited to Boogie At Your Desk to:

Andrew WK - Ready To Die

This is an attempt to use my own webspace again - the download rate is still limited, but nowhere near as fiercely as it was before. We'll give it a try, and so long as not everyone jumps on this link the instant it gets posted, we should be ok. And if not, I'll have to run crying to broadmeadow again.

I've written about the Andrew WK album, I Get Wet, on here before. The squeamish are warned that the album cover is a somewhat gruesome picture of a guy with a nosebleed. This is not music aimed at those with delicate sensibilities.

I described Party Hard, one of the album's singles, as "off-the-peg rebellion, partying, and fat riffs. It's a huge, dumb, silly romp of a track with staggeringly inane lyrics". That description applies just as well to Ready To Die - or indeed to any other track on the album.

I'd like to refer you to the standard BAYD disclaimer: I'm not claiming that any track provided to enable At-Desk Boogying is one of the world's best or most profound pieces of music. When someone compiles a list of epic albums of the decade, they will not even speculate about considering to begin to think about including I Get Wet.

However, some days you don't want epic. I Get Wet is robust enough to fight the noise of a hoover, put it on while you're cleaning up. It can withstand even the noise of my elderly car's rattling engine as I hammer up the motorway. There's room for everything in my world, and dammit sometimes I want big, fat, stompy, no-brain music.

Comments

[kneeshooter]

There's room for everything in my world, and dammit sometimes I want big, fat, stompy, no-brain music.

That it certainly is. Just a minute, I just smiled while listening to it. Hmmm. Maybe I'm not as much of a goth as I thought I was last week...

[venta.livejournal.com]

I take it you smiled wryly, grimly acknowledging the futility of human existence ?

[broadmeadow.livejournal.com]

> I'll have to run crying to broadmeadow again

[Gets mental image of infamous scene from Wuthering Heights.]

I am quite certain that the event to which you refer has never happened!

> the album cover is a somewhat gruesome picture of a guy with a nosebleed

Having just listened to the track I now have an idea what caused said nosebleed.

[smiorgan.livejournal.com]

Andrew WK reminds me of Pete Kautz (he's the guy with the long hair and 'tache). Pete is usually incredibly upbeat and stompy, and in his own words, "I live in a swamp at the end of a dirt road, because I like it".

[venta.livejournal.com]

Having once heard an interview on MTV2 with Andrew WK, that sounds like exactly the same kind of thing he'd say.

Hmm. Is there any evidence that they aren't the same person ?

[venta.livejournal.com]

It was one of them, y'know, metaphor-things :)

(The crying, not the nosebleed.)

[broadmeadow.livejournal.com]

> I now have an idea what caused said nosebleed

I do quite like the track. But you are more likely to smash your head against something when you listen to it. More a bounce than a boogie this week.

> Once I was a boogie singer, playin' in a rock and roll band

Ooo! Top tune. As I have unused bandwidth this week here it is. (http://www.broadmeadow.plus.com/boogie.m3u)

[kneeshooter]

*cough* Yes. That must have been it.

[venta.livejournal.com]

Which reminds me - while you're here, are you heading to Whitby in a fortnight ?

[smiorgan.livejournal.com]

Is there any evidence that they aren't the same person ?

Pete is better dressed, and has a better class of 'tache. Other than that, no.

[kneeshooter]

Of course! Your fine self? What cheeses are on the menu this time?

I would also say I'm likely to be at Intrusion next week, but as you're unlikely to be that's of limited relevance.

[davefish.livejournal.com]

The music started, and it was very reminisicent of Party Hard.

With that in mind I'll probably start hammering my keyboard vicously again :)

[kneeshooter]

Vandal :-P

[davefish.livejournal.com]

Nah, I'm a Goth. Like the Goths and Attila's Huns, the Vandals did help bring about the Roman Empire’s decline, but there are important differences. Besides, our sense of fashion is much better.

[kneeshooter]

Thanks for clearing that up. I've never been that good at history and keep getting the tribes confused.

My first BAYD!

[ghoti.livejournal.com]

Mini-rocker tom_thumb. seems to like it.

[erming.livejournal.com]

It worked quite well, it maxed out my 512k broadband.

It was more a bash the keyboard to bits than a boogie btw.

[liriselei.livejournal.com]

Once I was a boogie singer, playin' in a rock and roll band

i have a feeling that my reason for knowing this line is not the same as your reason for knowing this line, unless you're also a fan of Bubonique ?

"Strangers in the night, exchanging fluids..."

[venta.livejournal.com]

Nah, I'm not familiar with Bubonique.

I do remember you sitting in the kitchen at Valhalla singing Strangers in the night...", though :)

[liriselei.livejournal.com]

it is a fairly memorable little ditty <grin>

[marjory.livejournal.com]

There's room for everything in my world, and dammit sometimes I want big, fat, stompy, no-brain music.

Ah! I have a Q Magazine compilation CD complete with his renowned 'Party 'Til You Puke on it. With such a title, I had assumed that maybe the song was intended as some sort of ironic, postmodern joke. It doesn't appear to have been, judging by this! Gooood song...

Jolly stomping on the brainless side can be had withMy Vitriol's 'Always Your Way'. And it's good to be jolly occasionally, even if one is a Teuton or Kimbri...