|Incredibly Strange Stuff
||[Jan. 17th, 2004|03:22 pm]
|||||Cows with Guns||]|
Now, my bovine brothers, sing the cow revolutionary song! C'mon, you know you want to.
Speaking of singing, you should know that Canada doesn't mind if you sing about your happy penis on the radio. Gotta love freedom of speech, eh? Wish we had that relaxed attitude down here in the US. Almost as good, though, was this morning's Wait Wait show on NPR where Roy Blount said "I'm wearing my rat panties!"1 after general joshing about "funky rat pants". No, really!
Speaking of rats, what about that upcoming US Election? Would you rather votify for George "Dubya" Bush or a giant carrot2? I know, it's a tough call...
1 Link corrected. It's near the end of the segment.
2 If only the carrot had a better costume...
There's a radio duo named Bob & Tom that has the "Enormous Penis" song on one of their compilation CD's, and since it sounds like it was performed by DaVinci's Notebook as part of their radio show, it probably saw airplay in the States as well. I have it on .mp3; it's actually a pretty darn catchy, happy song and quite fun to sing, though the lyrics will definitely get you strange looks if belted forth in public. ;)
Cool! I can confirm that it's DaVinci's Notebook (so the article says) though I haven't heard it. Having heard other DaVinci's Notebook numbers, I find it entirely plausible...
Thought I'd subjected you to it already... Come on downstairs if you want to hear it, I've got the single and the album (they're the same version, just one came out sooner).
You hadn't heard Cows with Guns before? This is a desperate failing on my part, no doubt because I haven't succeeded in dragging you to Orycon yet.
We will fight for bovin free-dom....
I may need to give Da Vinci's Notebook a second chance. Maybe. All I know is that the first (and last) time I had the experience it was at about one in the morning with a raging sinus infection and at about pew bow 17. I don't remember much about it except pleading to have it turned off. But then, I do get emotional about pew bows.
We'll have to marry you off in a field, then. :)
First we have to find her a groom, and I'll bet when they are her pew bows it'll be different. (For one thing it'll be you and me making them.)