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Man you sent me an e-mail to tune in for that!?! Actually I hop over pretty regularly anyway and I did check out the reaction to my comments on the last one. Apparently I am in the minority of those who are under impressed by clutch. Though I find the assalt on Ethyl Meatplow unnessacary and I Don't know who the "Ho's" singing "Now You Suck!" could be other than the old Salt-n-Pepper who I know I was never fond of. I was all about Public Enemy back then (which I still believe holds up pretty well). But I will hencforth only declare the greatness of Clutch... They are the greatest band ever to use many beats per second.
Forest
I once saw Ethyl Meatplow open for Front242 and it changed my life, or at least it changed my views of hermaprodites wearing moustaches and pasties. So I for one go pro-Ethyl and Smokin' on the Devil's Johnson. And the "You Suck" ho's are most probably Consolidated - "I know you're really proud, cause you think you're well-hung, but I think it's time you learn how to use your tongue."
Just a guess. Now there's a song that'd be good to karaoke to the Koreans.
-Shane
Unfortunately, as with most karaoke song lists I've encountered anywhere in the world, that sort of song just doesn't make the cut.
If this is true, I think we need to push for reforms to the Karaoke system because clearly it is broken.
Forest
looky me i made a profile. Don't expect any blogs on my blogger thing though I just got sick of posting anonymously.
I think you have transposed Clutch with some other band. I've never really associate beats per second with Clutch. But that's just me. Glad to hear of your conversion to Clutch Nation.
Ethyl Meatplow: two goods songs does not a good band make. To be specific, "Queenie" and "Ripened Peach" qualify as the beginning and end of Ethyl Meatplow's good songs. And having a wacky name does not make the songs better, as those familiar with "Fucking in the Streets," "Marvin the Mandolin Man" and "Toad the Wet Sprocket" can attest.
Consolidated: By the bizarro (or am I the bizarro one?) Shane's description, this group put on quite a show. Presumably, it was a nice distraction from the "music" played on stage. I thought songs about tampons stopped being cool with the end of L-7 and the culmination of Janeane Garofalo's "career."
Dambuilders: Sorry, Paul. My mistake. I'll omit "Dambuilders" and insert "Xena Soundtrack, season 3." To help your return volley, I'll offer up either Aphex Twin or Tricky.
-svb
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