Abe Vayoda
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Hmm... like I said, I like the man, hate his fans. Same goes for Kubrick and his fans
Joe Brody said:In the words of the Dude, New Sh*t has come to light: The tipping thing is bringing things into proper perspective.
I remember vacationing at a Family resort on Captiva Island. There, evidentally it's O.K. for parrotheads to be loud and drunk in the middle of the day in the Family (read: cheaper & more casual) restaurant -- but don't have two young kids with you in that Family establishment or else those same parrotheads will spend their time giving dirty looks.
It left a bad taste in mouth that I'll never forget.
News that those mothers don't tip is third party confirmation of what I already suspected about those self-absorbed affluent vagrants.
I've got no issue with Buffett's music or living in the moment. That's fine. Me? Since I'm musically retarded I like music that keys off stronger emotions and nostalgia. I'd rather listen to something by Bob Segar (Hollywood Nights), Peter Gabrial (Salsbury Hill), John Mellancamp (yes Roundshort, Pink Houses, in spades), or old U2 (Pride or New Years Day), rather than a song about a Hamburger any day.
Love all the music you referenced but I don't want to hear it on a Caribbean island over Buffett or Marley.In the words of the Dude, New Sh*t has come to light: The tipping thing is bringing things into proper perspective.
I remember vacationing at a Family resort on Captiva Island. There, evidentally it's O.K. for parrotheads to be loud and drunk in the middle of the day in the Family (read: cheaper & more casual) restaurant -- but don't have two young kids with you in that Family establishment or else those same parrotheads will spend their time giving dirty looks.
It left a bad taste in mouth that I'll never forget.
News that those mothers don't tip is third party confirmation of what I already suspected about those self-absorbed affluent vagrants.
I've got no issue with Buffett's music or living in the moment. That's fine. Me? Since I'm musically retarded I like music that keys off stronger emotions and nostalgia. I'd rather listen to something by Bob Segar (Hollywood Nights), Peter Gabrial (Salsbury Hill), John Mellancamp (yes Roundshort, Pink Houses, in spades), or old U2 (Pride or New Years Day), rather than a song about a Hamburger any day.