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[wickedflea]

I'm listening to the Jesus Lizard again; today it's the live album Show. David Yow's stage raps kill me. For instance, just check out "Killer McHann." That's got to be the best song intro of all time. Way better than Paul Stanley's tired-ass "Love Gun" intro. But even better is the part at the end of the track. I beg you to listen to it. If you can't understand what's being said, here's a transcript:

Yow: I say witness! Mac's monitor has, uh, joined the realms of the nonexistent.

random audience yahoo: Is that like Nietzsche?

Yow: Yeah, that's like . . . that's like Nietzsche. That's like I need-cha fuckin' . . . I need-cha fuckin' mouuuth full o' my cock . . .

Something about his delivery just slays me. The song itself is pretty fun, too.

Comments

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Nah, I wouldn't have been caught dead in a fraternity, and if I'd tried to enter one, I probably would have been shot. ;) I'm sure we probably do know some of the same people, but for some reason I can't think of anyone I knew from Jackson. Most of the people I hung with around that time were either Starkville natives or coast rats!

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[hager.livejournal.com]

Does Read Hendon, Skipper Gilbert, Stephen Edgar, or Brian Quarles ring a bell?

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[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Hmmm--nope, don't think so. My memories of that time period are pretty hazy. :)