Music Junkies?
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Chargeride
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A UK producer team experimented with a girl band called Girls Aloud, it was the cutting edge of the semi amateur social media look, they spent a fortune on them and were very successful.
This track 'My Biology' is almost cheap pop 'Bohemian Rhapsody', its three songs in one and will drill inyo your mind.
I'm surprised it hasnt been picked up by the antitrans movement
The dark haired girl..to the right of middle.. has a kid to the One Direction member who ended himself and will probably inherit his fortune.
Listen at your own risk.
This track 'My Biology' is almost cheap pop 'Bohemian Rhapsody', its three songs in one and will drill inyo your mind.
I'm surprised it hasnt been picked up by the antitrans movement
The dark haired girl..to the right of middle.. has a kid to the One Direction member who ended himself and will probably inherit his fortune.
Listen at your own risk.
I'll tell you what song got stuck in my head, Doja Cat, Mooo! song. Co-worker played it on his phone after I told him I wanted to start a cow band (yeah, a cow band) and I had "I'm a cow bitch," STUCK in my head ALL DAY at work. Luckily I drove that day and played American Sharks self titled album on the way home. So Doja Cat, Mooo! NO! American Sharks albums? YES!
Stupid band idea # 2. A friend and I wanted to start a band dressed as mimes! Come out and play dead silence for a 15 minutes and really anger the crowd. Then turn on and blast them apart with grind music! Friend played guitar and had a Marshall half stack. I had a bass with a Sunn? amp, or Mesa Boogie? I just remember it was LOUD! We also had a Mattel Synsonics drum machine ran thru a midi board. Replaced it with a faster Roland later on. I wish I still had a copy of our demo! Ya'll would HATE it SO MUCH!
My friends little brother "B" wanted to play drums for us. We told him NO but he constantly bugged us. We ended up taping 3 buckets together like a mardi gras street drummer and stuck microphones in them. We were playing a show on my friends roof to our 2 loyal fans and we kept yelling at B for "loosing time" and started attacking him with the head stocks on the guitars. B ended up falling off the roof! He was laying on the ground crying and his brother told him to quit being a sissy and get back on the roof to finish the show, knowing B was "faking" it. B didn't move and was still crying. His brother grabbed the buckets and threw them at B, still crying on the ground. When the buckets hit B a big BOOOM echoed thru the amps! Those microphone cords were long. I lost it laughing, B got up and limped away still crying and Mark (B's brother) tried to pull the drum files up on the Roland so we could finish the show. It didn't happen, someone called the cops. I have a ton of funny stories from the crappy garage band days! We made so many enemies but it was always fun (for us)!
Stupid band idea # 2. A friend and I wanted to start a band dressed as mimes! Come out and play dead silence for a 15 minutes and really anger the crowd. Then turn on and blast them apart with grind music! Friend played guitar and had a Marshall half stack. I had a bass with a Sunn? amp, or Mesa Boogie? I just remember it was LOUD! We also had a Mattel Synsonics drum machine ran thru a midi board. Replaced it with a faster Roland later on. I wish I still had a copy of our demo! Ya'll would HATE it SO MUCH!
My friends little brother "B" wanted to play drums for us. We told him NO but he constantly bugged us. We ended up taping 3 buckets together like a mardi gras street drummer and stuck microphones in them. We were playing a show on my friends roof to our 2 loyal fans and we kept yelling at B for "loosing time" and started attacking him with the head stocks on the guitars. B ended up falling off the roof! He was laying on the ground crying and his brother told him to quit being a sissy and get back on the roof to finish the show, knowing B was "faking" it. B didn't move and was still crying. His brother grabbed the buckets and threw them at B, still crying on the ground. When the buckets hit B a big BOOOM echoed thru the amps! Those microphone cords were long. I lost it laughing, B got up and limped away still crying and Mark (B's brother) tried to pull the drum files up on the Roland so we could finish the show. It didn't happen, someone called the cops. I have a ton of funny stories from the crappy garage band days! We made so many enemies but it was always fun (for us)!
Chargeride
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I mentioned it after a conversation with my friend, his wife ended up in Accident Emergency with a song in her head, they gave her various drugs to numb her distress.
Chazmo
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I’m an amateur musician, but interestingly, no… I do not ride with music.
You are definitely speaking my language, Taylor57!
Chargeride
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I'd love to find a full version of this UK childrens program intro, its mesmerising and probably totally un PC.
Catalyzt
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Don't ride with music anymore. In NY in the '70s, I did, but it did not end well.
I prepared for one particularly insane city ride by making two identical cassette mixes and giving my buddy a second Walkman; the idea was that we would be listening to the same tunes at the same time. After fortifying ourselves with various herbal supplements and putting a six-pack of German beer in my backpack, we warmed up riding down Park Avenue, and then launched into the tunnel under (what was then called) The Pan Am building with no lights-- the tunnel itself is barely lit, goes downhill with a steep curve, and has narrow lanes and no shoulders-- while listening to Pat Benatar. (Pretty sure it was "Heartbreaker.") It was GREAT! Shot out of the tunnel pushing 30 MPH, over the bridge above Grand Central, then down into a second tunnel-- this one a straightaway, but also slightly downhill-- on Park Avenue. Pulled all that off without incident, but...
On the way back uptown, somewhere in the 50s, I veered onto the sidewalk, which was polished like marble, and attempted to slalom between flagpoles. Leaned it over too far-- or something-- lost traction, smashed into one of the poles, destroyed the front wheel.
Was glad we had the beer, which we chugged on the way to the subway. Riding with music was never the same again. If I was in a low-traffic area or on a trail that I knew very, very well, where there was minimal risk of collision with other cyclists or vehicles, I'd consider it. So I might try it again if I ever ride in those conditions.
I prepared for one particularly insane city ride by making two identical cassette mixes and giving my buddy a second Walkman; the idea was that we would be listening to the same tunes at the same time. After fortifying ourselves with various herbal supplements and putting a six-pack of German beer in my backpack, we warmed up riding down Park Avenue, and then launched into the tunnel under (what was then called) The Pan Am building with no lights-- the tunnel itself is barely lit, goes downhill with a steep curve, and has narrow lanes and no shoulders-- while listening to Pat Benatar. (Pretty sure it was "Heartbreaker.") It was GREAT! Shot out of the tunnel pushing 30 MPH, over the bridge above Grand Central, then down into a second tunnel-- this one a straightaway, but also slightly downhill-- on Park Avenue. Pulled all that off without incident, but...
On the way back uptown, somewhere in the 50s, I veered onto the sidewalk, which was polished like marble, and attempted to slalom between flagpoles. Leaned it over too far-- or something-- lost traction, smashed into one of the poles, destroyed the front wheel.
Was glad we had the beer, which we chugged on the way to the subway. Riding with music was never the same again. If I was in a low-traffic area or on a trail that I knew very, very well, where there was minimal risk of collision with other cyclists or vehicles, I'd consider it. So I might try it again if I ever ride in those conditions.
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