The production on this number is so fresh. It’s hard to believe it was recorded in 1969.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jrWktzcWdQ4
The production on this number is so fresh. It’s hard to believe it was recorded in 1969.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jrWktzcWdQ4
Currently, the #1 song on Billboard is “Rockstar” by Post Malone (born: Austin Richard Post) featuring 21 Savage (born: Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph).
Like Eminem before him, Post Malone is a white wigger who worships black ghetto culture. Among his obligatory slew of tattoos are ones of Bob Dylan and JFK. Go figure. This is what huge swathes of unwoke white youth are listening to today. At least there are references to Jim Morrison, Bon Scott, and ‘Back in Black’, and can hope it acts as a counter-signal for Kardashianized suburban white kids to check out some real rock and roll.
Ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
F*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
I’m startin’ sayin’, “Rest in peace to Bon Scott”
Ayy, close that door, we blowin’ smoke
She ask me light a fire like I’m Morrison
Ayy, act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my f*ckin’ show in a cop car
Ayy, shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin’, don’t give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin’, “I’m with the band”
Ayy, ayy, now she actin’ outta pocket
Tryna grab up from my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend
Yeah, ayy
Ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
F*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
I’ve been in the Hills f*ckin’ superstars
Feelin’ like a pop star (21, 21, 21)
Drankin’ Henny, bad bitches jumpin’ in the pool
And they ain’t got on no bra
Hit her from the back, pullin’ on her tracks
And now she screamin’ out, “no más” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like, “Savage, why you got a 12 car garage
And you only got 6 cars?” (21)
I ain’t with the cakin’, how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say I’m lookin’ like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks)
L.A. bitches always askin’ where the coke at
Livin’ like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, ‘member I used to trap hard
Livin’ like a rockstar, I’m livin’ like a rockstar
Ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
F*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock
Rockstar
Star
Rockstar
Feel just like a…
A really great and funny tune about an irritated Santa getting stuck in a chimney.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWDBxjlH4bU
A gorgeous vocal arrangement highlights this beautiful song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s7jzXXVoLdM
Pop-psych masters The Majority (aka Majority One) released a fine Christmas song in 1969.
A powerful hook to this Big Star Christmas song.
Here’s a really inventive mashup of The Beatles’ early Christmas Fan Club records, put together by Tom Teeley.
“Oy Vey in a Manger” is a musical ‘comedy’ by The Kinsey Sicks, currently playing off-Broadway:
SYNOPSIS: Touring the US & the world for 24 years, The Kinsey Sicks return Off-Broadway with a deliciously blasphemous holiday musical, as they try to sell their 2000-year-old manger before it’s foreclosed. Crises arise, Jewish-Gentile tensions surface & mayhem ensues – in outrageous drag & glorious 4-part harmony.
Oy Vey in a Manger boasts The Kinsey Sicks reinterpretations of holiday classics, such as “God Bless Ye Femmy Lesbians,” “Satan Baby”, and “I’m Dreaming of a Vanna White Christmas”, plus hilarious Jewish satiric fare, including “Don’t Be Happy, Worry,” the Chanukah spa classic “I Had a Little Facial” and, of course, the requisite and new Christmas cuisine standard, “Soylent Night.”
What better way to celebrate the biggest of Christian holidays than with parody involving Jew-centric, transvestite, drag-queen debauchery. From one number, sung in a slow and spooky dirge of horror:
Jews better watch out
Jews better not cry
Jews better not pout
I’m telling Jews why
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Celebrate diversity! It’s Weimar 2.0!
Here is a beautiful Christmas song by the criminally underrated Argent.
Every day there is another example of how Based the Eastern European countries are, places where the virus of Political Correctness has not taken hold. From a NYT piece that includes discussion of the metal band Ortel:
PRAGUE — When the Czech Republic celebrated its equivalent of the annual Grammy Awards, the winner of the top award for a male singer was all too predictable: the crooner Karel Gott, for the 42nd time.
More so than any of his contemporaries, this 78-year-old performer known as the “Golden Voice of Prague,” who first took the prize in 1964, has outlived epochs and transcended politics. Today, Mr. Gott garners appreciation from all generations while also serving as a source of nostalgia for those who lived under communism in Czechoslovakia, where he made his name.
It is a feat all the more impressive as widespread nationalism and a lurch to the right are finding a voice not only in the republic’s politics but also in its music. Indeed, Mr. Gott had to share the spotlight of the 52nd Czech Nightingale awards in late November with a band that has risen to local fame for its nativist and often violent anti-Muslim lyrics. The far-right heavy metal band Ortel won second place in the best band category, and while its style could hardly be less like Mr. Gott’s, both have shown a strong appeal to a population struggling to define and assert its national identity.
In national elections in October, an extreme-right party, Freedom & Direct Democracy, won more than 10 percent of the vote.
“There is definitely an undercurrent of a national identity crisis,” said Pavel Turek, a music journalist with the Czech magazine Respekt.
You think?
The NYT goes on to bemoan:
… the highly controversial music of Ortel, which is known for disparaging Muslims in a country where xenophobic ideals are taking root in politics.
During a concert by the band in the industrial outskirts of the southern city of Ceske Budejovice on Saturday, leather-clad fans pumped their fists and sang along with one of the band’s most contentious songs, “Mosque,” which disparages Muslims with lyrics such as “They will cut off your head, for Allah’s greater glory.” There were around 200 people in attendance, including small children.
Speaking to The New York Times after the concert, the band’s lead singer, Tomas Ortel, said the group had the right message at the right time.
“I think people like our music because they see what is happening in the world and are tired of how the media falsely reports terrorist incidents in Europe,” Mr. Ortel said. He added that the band’s music “represents how they feel things really are.”
“I like that they are not afraid to say what they think,” Jan Vacha, a 46-year-old local mechanic, said before the concert. He said Muslims in the Czech Republic were “a problem and should not be here. I would like to help them in their countries, but not here.”
A storm is coming.
I’m betting the lyrics of this song are very pro-Czech and/or pro-Christian (which in Eastern European politics is code words for being pro-white.)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bi448xbDrVo