I love that song and so does my wife. She calls it "the song that just keeps giving" because it's so relentless.
I saw The Nuge not once but twice in the 1970's, before his music went south.
Now it's Friday, and we could use a cure from all the rancor:
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Nugent is fun. As Sirius digs deeper to find new material, some Nugent songs are getting play.
What rancor?
I'm going through a period of sheer bliss. New granddaughter. Retired. Band booked and playing regularly (even though ARM insists I'm just imagining that).
People bitching about stuff on the internet isn't very important. Let it slide.
I don't know much about Ted Nugent, except that he's a proud vulgarian.
Stranglehold.
Is that a song about masturbation?
@ST: I inserted a page break in my post to emphasize a point.
I'll say this for Nugent: It takes a man secure in his masculinity to make a guitar his trademark that has a 23 1/2" scale length.
Damned straight it is! And every Friday is like the best one ever.
I can remember air guitaring like a madman to that song up in my attic bedroom, with my head melting JBL speakers cranked to 11-1/2.
My girlfriend loves music. It really makes her happy and she's a spinner if you know what I mean. That's the girl who can't sit or even stand still at a concert or in the presence of any music she likes. They block everyone's view and can cause some trouble. If you are a guy who doesn't dance much and you are with that girl, it can be a real pain sometimes.
Anyway, we went to see Burton Cummings in Vegas last week. Knowing well that she is a spinner, I was less than enthusiastic about the event, but she promised not to spin excessively, and I heard her daughter warn her: "Mom, Mom! Don't blow it."
The show was great, and Cummings at 66 was youthful and fun, and made it a very enjoyable show. We were right up front, and she mostly kept it under control until some other spinners started up. Then off she went. The music was great, and I adore her, so I started to spin a little too. I had a great time.
Anyway, she had the crappiest stereo in her house which only had one tiny working speaker. I insisted on upgrading it, and I got her a set of Bose speakers and a decent receiver. We hooked it all up and spent a couple days listening to all kinds of stuff nice and loud. We watched "The Last Waltz" DVD in awesome stereo bliss.
You really have to take some time every once in a while and just crank it up! Friday is an excellent day for that, and hell, you can spin all you want.
What's planned for this week-end, bags?
Deb, She driving here tomorrow. I just left her place Wednesday, and even being 300 miles apart, we have spent at least 3 days together every week since we first gave this a shot just before Christmas. It's pretty out of control.
If I told you what our plans are for the weekend, you'd definitely be surprised, and either disgusted or envious depending on your values. I can't even tell you what it is, but it's a bit scary, and we are going for it. That's all I'm saying. I hope we don't get arrested.
I think we need a cure for The Cure.
Bago, you're a dreadful tease. Can we play 20 questions? What tantalizing clues you've given.
So spinner's the proper term, huh? I've always wondered and now I know.
Okay. So what do they call the girl at the outdoor concerts in the cutoff blue jean short-shorts who straddles the back of her boyfriend's neck so she can get a better view?
I know what they call the back of his neck: moist.
I call them "spinners", because that's what we called them back in the day at Grateful Dead concerts. There were always hundreds of girls just spinning around in a trance at those things. They spill lots of beer - both yours and theirs, but it's all OK if they're hot.
I knew a guy who told me that he and his drinking chums would go to a club or whatever and pick out a women they called "The Indicator."
He said, "When she starts looking good, we've had too much to drink and it's time to go." He thought that was hilarious.
I thought it was kind of mean.
Ah, one of the three songs by The Cure that aren't wrist-slitting-inducing. That song is great, but overall I much prefer The Cult. Two little letters make all the difference in the world.
I'd like to see Nuge out on his Texas ranch shooting Nickelback.
I can remember air guitaring like a madman to that song up in my attic bedroom, with my head melting JBL speakers cranked to 11-1/2.
My girlfriend loves music.
Yes, that song was test for speakers. I remember taking off the speaker grilles (covers), just so that I could watch the paper cones move when the bass and drums kick in.
A long time ago I had some money I had to get rid of so I went to some audiophile store and I brought with me a CD of music I actually listened to because that seemed like a good idea at the time. Elvis Costello, probably.
I was interested in purchasing these incredibly expensive big-ass speakers that where like plastic membranes. (Were they these?)
Anyway, the salesguy was in his fifties and he put my CD in and he stood there politely for maybe a minute (suppressing a scowl) before he said, "Hey, how about you see what these can really do?" With that he popped in something else, whatever it was.
Made it pretty darn easy to walk out of there with exactly as much cash as when I walked in.
And I never got a chance to thank him, because it would of been a stupid purchase, living in a tiny apartment as I was at the time.
It's great hearing Bagoh so happy. Not that he isn't usually. It just looks more like this now.
Congrats to you and to your girlfriend. She found a great guy.
That is not the definition of spinner.
A spinner is a really short girl with a nice butt that you put on the bed. You start out one way and when you want to change you spin her around for a different entry so to speak.
I never cared for Ted Nugent's music.
He is a much better political theorist than he is a musician.
I mentioned that I saw the Nuge in the 1970's. Let be more specific: it was 11/16/75 -- I know because I still have the ticket stub. Nugent opened for Rush who opened for Aerosmith so it was a pretty long show. Me and friend wanted to get real close so we wormed our way up to within a two or three layers of writhing bodies from the very front. If you've ever been that close to stage at such a free-for-all "seating" melee, you'll appreciate two things: First, standing bodies close-pack and only progress forward using leverage, weight and prying techniques. We were only 15 -- not fully grown, and were physically unable to penetrate much closer. Second: that deep and that close to the stage, you get inside and away from the "blast cone" of the big PA speakers on either side: it's actually quieter than being 20 feet back. We were on the right side-middle and Nugent appeared stage left a mere 10 feet or so away and of course raised up a body length. The view I got was approximately what you see in that photo. Because of the lower dB level in that up-close zone, I could hear Ted's pick clicking the guitar strings. I remember he seemed nervous and was chewing gum and kept looking at his band mates giving or sending cues the whole time.
"A spinner is a really short girl with a nice butt..."
5'2", 104lbs, and yes, so she's still a spinner.
Thanks Amartel. It is just like Snoopy, except my feet don't touch the ground.
Man. That Linda Cristal is damn hot.
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