I think the snow in D.C. is getting to everyone.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
I want your prom pics!
I'm doing a follow-up to this post featuring prom pics of you, my loyal and talented FOLOTDs. The uglier, the better. Yours can't possibly be worse than mine, which I will post if we get enough submissions. So, please...
SEND YOUR PHOTOS to firstname.lastname@example.org.
I can blur out your date's face if you want.
There goes another piece of my youth. "Get The Knack" was one of the first albums I ever bought with my own money, and I played it until I thought the thing would disintegrate and send shards of vinyl flying across the room. I have the CD now and still listen to it sometimes. RIP Dougie.
Story from The New York Times.
Doug Fieger Dies at 57, Singer of ‘My Sharona’
Doug Fieger, the lead singer and rhythm guitarist of the band the Knack, whose enduring 1979 hit “My Sharona” has become an emblem of the new wave era in rock and a prime example of the brevity of pop fame, died on Sunday at his home in Woodland Hills, Calif. He was 57.
The cause was lung cancer, his family announced.
With a six-week run at No. 1, “My Sharona” was the inescapable hit of the summer of 1979, and it became a staple of high school dance parties for years to come. Built on a simple riff that was as perky as it was sexy, the song, by Mr. Fieger and the band’s lead guitarist, Berton Averre, celebrated teenage lust in unabashed terms. “When you gonna give it to me?” Mr. Fieger sang in the impatient whine that was his hallmark.
The song, written about a 17-year-old high school student who had caught the eye of the 26-year-old Mr. Fieger, displaced Chic’s disco anthem “Good Times” on Billboard’s singles chart and came to symbolize the commercial arrival of new wave, the poppier, snazzier-dressed cousin of punk rock. (That girl, Sharona Alperin, is now a high-end real estate agent in Los Angeles.)
With a carefully executed marketing plan, the members of the Knack seemed to position themselves as a new Beatles, adopting a uniform of white shirts and skinny black ties, even recreating a group pose from the film “A Hard Day’s Night” for the back cover of their debut album, “Get the Knack” (Capitol). “Get the Knack” seemed to signal the arrival of a major new talent. But the band never had another hit on the scale of “My Sharona.”
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Everybody remembers "My Sharona," but I liked this song better.
It's a shame to see so much work go into some of these when a simple "HEY! I'M A MORON!" sign would suffice.
Y'know, I always wondered about HAL.
... like me
Yeah. The short one.
Yeah but Jesus won't make you eat a Pounder bag of Cheetos in one sitting
There weren't any hot chicks at the Middle East protest, so Travis Bickle here split early and came to the pro-choice rally to find his next victim
Actually, we did.
Anal electrocution is no joke, people. The electrocutor furiously rubs his ass back and forth on you until enough static builds up to create a small electric charge that shoots from his asshole and on to your skin. It's a lot more painful than it sounds, and it smells like holy hell.
Hey now, leave walls out of this. They didn't do anything.
Yes, because only Mexicans know how to make burritos.
... he said, into the loudspeaker
Scamp? Scamp?! That's it, you're going down.
Yeah. Walk around Tulsa with that sign and see what happens.
No wonder Gore lost.
Ironically, Francis skipped his Marketing class to wear this sign around campus, and missed an important lecture on the importance of simplicity to a successful sales message.
The best picture here
All corduroy is a sin.
That's what SHE said!
From Traci C.
From Carl Spackler (and his gopher, I presume)
(Photos from Cracked.com, Pyzam.com, WallStreetFighter.com, Worth1000.com)