There are seven songs below that you could, conceivably, lead a long, productive and meaningful life without, but why would you? It’s not an either or thing. And yes, you and I and some weird kid we don’t even know who smells like burnt fritos all could come up with seven songs off the tops of our respective heads that are probably more important or definitive or meet some criteria that could be argued makes those other seven songs much more seven songier.
I want you to know I spent a good three minutes considering that list (ok, two and half of those minutes were playing with the wooden handle of the la-z-boy, I’m a slim non gender specific pubic hair away from taking superglue and duct tape to the motherfucker). So, you know, you don’t have to like these songs, but they won’t prohibit you from the allegedly productive and meaningful life in progress.
I think you and I and that weird kid (how the hell does one burn fritos?) could come up with seven seven songier tunes from those same artists, maybe off the same disc as those seven songs, but, you know, they are representative. If you don’t know these seven you know seven that probably won’t alter the course of a life but you’re disqualified from the test as you know the songs and you are alive and so whatever ever altercations have been made to you them seven songs (either the ones below or the list you made as I’ve been babbling along like a handsome, short, older brook; there may be white on the caps but there’s salmon spawning down below. Um. Ewww. And there is no white on the caps.)
Yeah, so, ok, I needed an excuse. Mostly when I post something from youtube somewhere it’s so I’ll stumble across it and listen to it again. I go all brain flatulent when youtube is up. Hmmm, missing syllables. I get brain farts when youtube is up and shit.
There, that oughtta just about do her.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6n9rFsaJE
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