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This is one of those songs that just jumps into your brain and stays there–extremely catchy, easy to sing along with, easily danced to, just a lot of fun, as is the very funny promo video.

As to the song’s background, from Wikipedia:

“… was originally conceived to be just one of a suite of songs, a mini-opera like the Who’s A Quick One as I strived to fulfill my Wagnerian masterplan to revive the 70’s concept album (c.f. Radiohead). Two other songs from Crank, “Hypocrite Blues” and “Gospel Train”, also survive from the grand opus. “The Right Time” was intended as the theme for a female gang of motorcycle hellcats, but of course that’s obvious.” - Dave Faulkner.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

Baby here we come,
Were gonna step on you,
Just stay out of our way now.
Listen we dont care,
Keep your business to yourself,
Youve got too much to say now.

Make a sign (make a sign),
Cross that line (anywhere, anytime),
Theres no time like the right time,
Like the right time,
Like the right time,
Like the right time.

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Camel Walk is a funny song with a great guitar line, perhaps more psychobilly than rockabilly, but either works. The lyrics are really amusing, and I love the guitar lines. It’s also nice that it’s such an upbeat, fun song–a celebration of–well, various things that make men and women happy.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

Baby, Would you eat that there snack cracker
In your special outfit for me, please?
owwwWEEEEE!

Say, you don’t think there’s any way I could get that quarter
From underneath your pointy boot, do ya?
All I want is just one more oatmeal pie.
OWWWW WEEE, Little Debbie, Little Debbie
I’m a comin on home, baby, ’cause you make me wanna walk
Like a camel, OWWWW WEEE!

I Wanna Be A Flintstone is a funny song that rocks. It’s got a great rockabilly beat, it’s funny, and it’s catchy. I love the ending the best, as lead singer Bill Carter improvises some simple one liners that make things cute and amusing.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

I wander around in the twilight zone
A little baby Flintstone all on my own
I wander around in the twilight zone
A little baby Flintstone all on my own

Oh boy

Austin Powers was not the most recent use of Quincy Jones’ Soul Bossa Nova. That honor goes to Dream Warriors.

My Definition Of A Boombastic Jazz Style utilizes Jones’ 1962 recording very nicely, and counterpointed against the cool vocals, the song really works well. Definitely one I fell in love with the first time I heard it.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

here we go are you ready for one other
Dream Warriors’ noise is new discover-al
once again with a new blend so telephone a friend
(yo dude I just got this new song It’s dope man)
compact disc to the prime is optimist
fans and friends I’m universally cosmic
concrete jungles abound
you stand by the speakers
you’re smothered and covered up in the sound
you stand strong as you pump your fist
I’m talkin’ all that jazz
now what’s my definition
[Chorus:]
my definition
my definition
my definition is this
my definition
my definition
my definition is this
my definition
my definition is this
my definition
when I kick rhymes there’s something said to do damage
hits so strong even superman needs a hand
so bob your head dread as I kick the funk flow
this rhyme is subliminal yet you don’t think so
I walk with a gold cane a gold brain and no gold chain
behind the truth lies there lies a parafix
in the mix is where Dream Warriors go
define if you will but I know so
there is no definition
[Chorus]
rhyme thou I know it to flow it just like a poet
your definition of me is definetly wrong
why must I try to lie and build an alibi
when all you ask is just for me to be me
replace a replacable replacement with this
relax relax relaxtion boombastic
my name is King Lu
(mine is Capital Q)
bags of mostly water search to find my definition
[Chorus]
I sought beauty through the dust of strife
I sought meaning to my music addicition
arise awaken we have need to reverse
a plauge has befallen us no time to reherse
this rhyme speaks it speak and has spoken
this rhyme will not change things
it needs to be changed in a hurse
you find caskets in my rhyme baskets of rhyme
your definition can define
so what’s my definition
[Chorus]
(yo, where’d everybody go?)

Cantaloop (Flip Fantasia) is one of those songs that makes you want to get down and boogie. The beat, the horns, the smooth lyrical delivery all mesh together to make for a great, catchy sound. It’s one of those songs that’s great to play when a party is at it’s peak, as it will fill the dance floor–or at least, put people in a good frame of mind.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

Ladies and Gentlemen,
as you know we have something
special for you at
Birdland this evening.
A recording for
Blue Note Records

I’ve found it. At last.
Put it on.

There was a brief period in the early to mid 90’s where several artists showed up with a rap/jazz fusion at the same time, and Digable Planets was one of those bands. This particular song caught on in a big way, probably because of the cool jazz bass and the simple, funky beat. That’s the reason I like it, and I imagine that’s why it was a big hit.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

we like the breeze floats straight out of our lids
them they got moved by these hard rock brooklyn kids
us floor rush when the dj’s boomin classics
you dig the crew on the fattest hip hop record
he touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds
she frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds
our funk zooms like you hit the mary jane
they flock to booms man boogie had to change
who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion
where kinky hair goes to unthought of dimensions
why’s it so fly cause hip hop kept some drama
when butterfly rock the light blue suede pumas
what by the cut we push it off the corner
how was the buzz entire hip hop era
was fresh and fat since they started sayin outtie
cause funks made fat from right beneath my hoodie
the puba of the styles like miles and shit
like sixties funky worms wit waves and perms
just sendin chunky rhythms right down your block
we be to rap what key be to lock

(Butterfly)
we jazz like that
we freak like that
we zoom like that
we out (we out)

A simple song of lost love, So Low is a really catchy and cool sounding song. I enjoy the sound immensely, particularly the bass, drums and keyboards. The first time I heard it, I had to listen to it again–then again–then again. It’s that sort of song.

Here’s a link to the video (love the clothes, BTW).

And of course, the lyrics:

Hello, meet my problems
I only miss you when I’m with you
I gotta fly car to jet around town
Gone sour to the bone
Gone bad to the marrow
Financial situation’s depleted
Guess a slap in the face is what I really needed
From a strong hand to make me a man
What more could I ask?
What more could I stand?

I’m so low that I wish I was dead
With a knife in my chest and a bullet in my head
I’m so low that I wish I was dead
Must I go on?

Debonair was the first song I ever heard by Afghan Whigs, and it captivated me from the start. The funky guitar at the beginning, the lyrics, Greg Dulli’s voice, it all comes together really nicely.

The subject matter is interesting too (and pretty much in line with most of the rest of the Whigs’ work). A man–and not a good man either–has done something to a woman, precisely what is a little unclear. Has he beaten her, cheated on her, or simply not lived up to his part of the relationship? Still, despite the murkiness, I think the lyrics are truly excellent.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

Hear me now and don’t forget
I’m not the man my actions would suggest
A little boy, I’m tied to you
I fell apart
That’s what I always do

And once again the monster speaks
Reveals its face and searches for release
A little boy is tied to you
Attracted only ’til it comes unglued

This is another one of those songs I fell in love with the first time I heard it. I love the slightly twisted 60’s style girl-group feel, I love the drums, and I think it’s just a great song.

The song itself is about–I think, feel free to correct me–a man pressuring a woman to either have sex with him or fall in love with him, or possibly both. I cannot say for sure either way, but I still love the song.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

She
Colourblind, tired eyes
Her
Hallway, aching
She’ll never move him
Likes it that way
He’s just a walker
And he’ll
Never stop walking away

“It’s not too soon,” he said
“It’s not too soon at all,”
“You might as well be dead,” he said
“If you’re afraid to fall,”
I said:
“Done your time, been in your place
I couldn’t look you in the face
And tell you that it turns me on
It makes my stomach turn!
I know I know her…”

I can always enjoy a self-deprecating tongue-in-cheek punk rock song, and that’s exactly what Punch in the Face happens to be, as the singer affirms that the best thing to happen would be an assault.

The bass kicks it off, followed by some fun staccato drums, and the vocals and the chorus are particularly fun. Just cool.

Here’s a link to the video

And of course, the lyrics:

Middle class white boys trying hard to annoy
All we really needed is a ticket to ride
Fighting with no-one at all that’s ok
We’ve got no balls
Someone needs to sort us out
And make benny cry

And they go bam ba ba bam etc…