Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Alan Parsons Projectile vomit lyrics.

I grew up enjoying the APP. They were at best, an ok pop band. Considering that Alan Parsons won a grammy for engineering Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon", he occasionally proves to be second to ripping off Pink Floyd. The first place winner for ripping off Floyd goes to Queensryche.

But one thing about APP always bothered me. (Well, mostly one thing.) Their lyrics. They consisted of ramblings and free association. Granted, they rhymed and matched the music. Their earlier albums, "Tales of Mystery" and "I, Robot" didn't have that issue because, lyrically, they were written by Edgar Allen Poe and Issac Asimov.

But then off their "Eye in the Sky" Album, they had an aptly named song called "Pychobabble."

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you evidence item # 1

Psychobabble

Tell you 'bout a dream that I have every night
Tell you 'bout a Dream that I have every night
It ain't kodachrome and it isn't black and white
Take me for a fool if you feel that's right
Well I'm Never on my own but there's nobody in sight
I don't know if I'm scared of the Lightning
Trying to reach me
I can't turn to the left or the right
I'm too scared to run and I'm too weak to fight
But I don't Care it's all psychobabble rap to me
Tell you 'bout a dream that I have every night
It's in dolby stereo but I never hear it right
Take me for a fool well that's alright
Well I see the way to go But there isn't any light
I don't know why I'm scared of the lightning
Trying to reach me
Help me to find what I don't wanna know
You're taking me There but I don't wanna go
I don't care it's all Psychobabble rap to me
Psychobabble all psychobabble
Psychobabble all psychobabble
I don't care it's all psychobabble rap to me
You're readin' my mind you won't look in my eyes
You say I do things that I don't Realise
But I don't care it's all psychobabble rap to me
Psychobabble all psychobabble
Psychobabble all psychobabble
You're lighting a scene that's faded to black
I threw it away cause I don't want it back
But I don't care it's all psychbabble rap
One would argue that its unfair to judge lyrical pychobabble based on one song. True, but the entire album is like this. Loony brits..

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Shampoo

All my life, I've been trained to buy the green bottle. Prell.

But lately, I go the the shampoo aisle and there is red bottles, blue bottles, white bottles and green bottles. My primitive brain thinks Green = Shampoo. Then something strange happens. I pick up a Green bottle and I read it. "Shaamm-pooo", It says to me. By a twist of an evil spell, It changes to "Conditioner" when I pack it from my groceries.

This evil curse has happened to me 3 times. So I've taken precautions! I read the label carefully. Rub my eyes. Ask the helpful clerk if it does indeed say shampoo. They often give me a look that says "dude, you should totally sign up for an adult education class" but they confirm that it says shampoo.

Since that time, I've never had another problem with buying shampoo. Now if I could find a good trick for not buying Lady SpeedStick.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Arthur C. Clarke has left the Planet.

One of the greatest of the Golden Age Science Fiction writers has passed away.

Heinlein, Asimov beat him out the door, but we still have Poul Anderson and Harlan Ellison.

In 2001: A space Odessey, Clarke introduced us to HAL, the Confused AI. Some argue that HAL was a allusion to IBM.

H + 1 = I
A + 1 = B
L + 1 = M
But if we look further at it...
H + 2 = J
A + 2 = C
L + 2 = N
We have Jupiter is CLOSE to NEPTUNE.
H + 4 = L
A + 4 = E
L + 4 = O
And we know that Leo is a famous constellation. See, I can do Bible Codes stuff all the day long!

Monday, March 17, 2008

Happy Saint Patty's Day!

Many may not be aware that Saint Patty's day started off as a Religious holiday, but then became yet another day of drinking and being nuts.

Saint Patrick drove the snakes from Ireland during the earliest years of Christianity, earning his title of Saint. However, you'd think that after 2000 years of Catholicism, you'd have more than about 50 Saints, and at that, more days of drinking and being nuts.

Thematically, You could have all sorts of holidays.
...BBQ weekend for Saint Joan of Arc.
...When the Writers Strike is over, The writers could give thanks to Saint Clare of Assisi, Patron Saint of TV writers. Yes, TV writers have their own Saint.

But after 2000 years, where are the Saints for the rest of us? And why aren't we going out drinking and going nuts over those Saints holidays. I'd gladly raise a pint to the Saint of Tech Support. Alas, The Church has yet to annoint that particular Saint. I'm not hold my breath. After all, The Vatician still uses smoke signals to communicate.