I’m looking for the make and model of car in the lyrics of a song. The lyrics must contain both. Makes maybe reused but not models, so once Ford Mustang is taken, the Pinto is still up for grabs but all other Mustangs are off the table.
The usual rules apply: only one answer per entry please and if you are the current Last Man Standing, please wait until somene else claims the title before submitting another entry.
I will start with Ford Mustang from Bowie’s “Young Americans.”
First this, now this.
Despite his frequent lapses in musical self-awareness and taste, Paul McCartney‘s usually managed to maintain a respectable sense of personal style that plays up his everlasting cuteness while not succumbing to the eternally creepy cuteness of a Peter Noone, perhaps. (It’s just the way God made him!) McCartney managed to look good with his old shag hairdo, but a conflicted Paul awaits. I’m not a fan of hair dye for men and plastic surgery, but the man could do a lot worse.
The following clip, from 1974, is just such an example.
All we can see is Paul’s head, but a number of things are going wrong here. He seems stuck between Looks, and personally I find it discomforting.
Not being a tennis fan it took me a few minutes to figure out who this collection of fit rockers was. Despite the requisite pointy guitars, the ’80s fashions, and the undying love of their Parisian audience they’re actually not bad. Can you imagine another collection of athletes delivering such decent rock ‘n roll?
School’s out for summer, and that can only mean E. Pluribus Gergely is on the loose to give his fellow Townspeople hell for all manner of misguided opinions on rock ‘n roll, movies, and lord knows what else. Sometimes the man just feels the need to tell it like it is. Why make him try to shove his opinions into a barely relevant post? Why not offer him this open thread from which to conduct his educational efforts? I’ll be across the Atlantic Ocean, sadly far away from the man’s wisdom, but I encourage the rest of you to keep an open mind—and heart—to what he’s got to say. Thanks.
We here in the Halls of Rock Town are sometimes taken to task for being overly negative, snarky, hyper-critical, and all too often, just downright rude. As part of our collective efforts to bring a bit of sunshine and light to the world wide web, we occasionally make an extra effort effort to find something good to say about, you know, stuff that is clearly godawful.
It is in that spirit that we embark on yet another effort to bring some positivity to our proceedings. Please spend some quality time with the video above, then — if you can — please find something nice to say about it. You’ll feel a whole lot better, I promise you.
I look forward to your comments. Just remember, if you can’t say anything nice about this video… please don’t say anything at all.
Courtesy of Townsman geo.
Despite certain folks’ reservations regarding the status of Beggars Banquet in the Stones’ canon, none would dispute the archetypal nature of its lead-off track, “Sympathy for the Devil.” After coming across a number of songs with a knowing wink back to the Stone’s original, I’ve been thinking of putting together a mix of nuggets that mine this particular seam of classic rock gold: the descending chord sequence, the mutated Bo-Diddley/Rhumba backbeat, the Jack Daniels fueled “oo-ooos”, or anything else that constitutes an unambiguous reference to the original. I’m certain that in the collective mind of the RTH cognoscenti, we could locate dozens, certainly enough to fill an 80 minute CD. Let’s start with “Way Down Now,” by World Party.
[audio:https://www.rocktownhall.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/02-Way-Down-Now.mp3|titles=World Party, “Way Down Now”]Who will be the Last Man Standing?
