She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She loves dream theater, but she never comes late
She never bothers when I procrastinate
That' why the lady's Q&A.I've attempted this installment sober
That's the bravest deed I've ever heard of.
Oh my god. I haven't caught up yet because I haven't been around in a couple weeks, but I saw this thread active and thought I was dreaming.
Looks like it's time to listen along and catch up again.
Joey, that you?
Silence disguised I watch you. Show me the post that that you
Long time listener, first time caller..... this stuff is amazing. Keep up the great work and don't Disappear again.....
Try to push me 'round the world some more and make me post in fear.
Not going anywhere. I've just signed with Inside Out a new contract worth 13 Running Diaries, 350000 Focks, and 7820 Idiotic References. Furthermore ...
Nope, drunk googling didn't help either. But I did wake up in striped pants face down in a guitar case, so it wasn't a total loss.
... With such readers, where would i rather want to be?
Now onward, per aspera ad astra.
Innocence Faded0:00 0:21: Finally a focking ray of light, carried by the most harmless cadence since Shirley had only habits left to break.
0:21 0:30: John M, If You Want Me To Stay just keep smuggling great groovy bass lines while no one's looking.
0:30 1:05: Can we safely state that the Lifeson Chords are to modern soft prog what baby oil is to modern soft porn? Can we? Anyway, where is Kevin?
1:05 1:22: Petrucci Ostinato and LaBrie Airy Caress, sitting on a Joshua Tree. I can see what they're are doing, can UToo?.
1:22 1:37: Welcome back, Kevin, you amazing Prince of The Prog One Liner.
1:37 1:54: I could write at least ten paragraphs about this gorgeous shameless whore of a chorus, but those Zombies backing vocals are too much focking hysterical, hence eating up all of my processing power.
1:54 2:11: Morricone moment with Kevin on trumpet and Mike reinventing the wheel. Never heard a more beautifully random middle-eight since The Liddypool Chaps basically wrote the book.
2:11 2:52: Ok guys, keep jamming. You think I'm just a focking simple towering powerhouse belter with a huge focking face full of resonators, don't you? You think I can't see you're half-arsing this shot to the charts while your minds are elsewhere? Ok, maybe not John M. His mind is everywhere all the time, like the focking Beyonder. Well, there's my opening. Let me show you superdupertechnical conts how you carry a whole focking song with the power of voice and pride. Ha.2:52 3:09: Again, where oh where is Kevin?
3:09 3:41: We're proud to announce our Intercontinental DreamLines can fly you from UK to Asia in twenty seconds tops.
3:41 4:16: Fock me in the Bono, James. They can't live with or without you. Any other singer trying to pull such a pop staple stunt in a prog album is gonna stick out like the guy farting in church, yet you shine. By the way, can you see kevin? KEVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN? Is he home alone? At 6:00 on a Christmas morning?
4:16 4:52: Stop. Stop the presses. Stop everything. Dammit, Rikki, you too stop focking harassing Girlfriend #1, her eyes are not edible. Now I really like what Old Moses's cooking. Let a I-V-IIIb slide up the fretboard three times like a chord positional excersise, make it sound like some metalhead Alan Parson applied basically the Coltrane Changes to Pinball Wizard chorus, shake it with epicness, sense of drama and a little bit of John Miles, et voilΰ: The Progressive Progression to End All Previous Progressions.
4:52 5:25: Wait. Is this Decadence Dance Solo after massive plastic surgery or am I going defcon orange stupid?
(EDITOR NOTE: Ahem ...) Shut the fock up, it's obviously rhetorical and I am on a mind to fire you.
(EDITOR NOTE: ...)5:25 5:40: Turn it on
Turn it on, turn it on again ... Sorry, couldn't help it.
I see a suite on the horizon, a three piece suite. I'm ready, Moses. Lay down the law.
Coming Next: A Mind Beside Itself: Erotomania (week-end friendly bumps appreciated).