Friday, May 29, 2009

Hey Joe

All morning I've had Barry Manilow's I Write the Songs in my head. Leo, your wife would be happy for me. I, on the other hand, am not. I heard a little snip of Funk #49 (below with Steve Cropper and Duck Dunn) on the radio, so I'm hoping that listening to all the Joe Walsh songs I own will erase the Barry. Started off with The Confessor (bottom—whoa, I've never seen that one before), and that did the trick.



Joe fuckin' cracks me up. His dedication to all the people who've never had a song dedicated to them is priceless. Now if only people would figure out how to use their goddamn video creation software and get the frame rate and aspect ratios correct. Man that pisses me off. Idiots.

1 comment:

Brass Pear said...

Yeah Joe!!!!!!!

Don't know what he's still doing hanging around those freaking losers in the Eagles.

Oh, yeah. He's getting richer than hell.