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The Drive, 08/18/08: It's 1980
« on: August 18, 2008, 08:06:34 AM »
"What I Like About You" into a disturbance in the Force.
“The choir of children sing their song.  They've practiced all year long.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.”

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Re: The Drive, 08/18/08: It's 1980
« Reply #1 on: August 18, 2008, 08:15:03 AM »
Guess alls y'alls are still sleeping.  Good for you.  BOS to the Dan, "Hey 19."
“The choir of children sing their song.  They've practiced all year long.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.”

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Re: The Drive, 08/18/08: It's 1980
« Reply #2 on: August 18, 2008, 08:33:04 AM »
Very BOS to "(Just Like) Starting Over," still a marvelous bit of songwriting, I think.  And really hit the spot for me today for some personal reasons.

And now Bob gets cute: he plays a clip of Jimmy Carter requesting to move the '80 Olympics out of Moscow, then segues into APP's "Games People Play" - "Where do we go from here ..."
“The choir of children sing their song.  They've practiced all year long.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.”

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Re: The Drive, 08/18/08: It's 1980
« Reply #3 on: August 18, 2008, 08:36:11 AM »
Everything comes to a screeching halt with Mick's silly ode to his fine Arab Chahh-gjahhh.  Maybe this will grow on me in the same way that Marvin Gaye's faintly similar "Got to Give It Up" did.  (I used to despise that one too.)
“The choir of children sing their song.  They've practiced all year long.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.  Ding dong.”

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Re: The Drive, 08/18/08: It's 1980
« Reply #4 on: August 18, 2008, 08:59:37 AM »
Guess alls y'alls are still sleeping.  Good for you. 

I'm home sick, and on my way out to a Doctor's app't. Keep the home fires burning, everybody!
You spin me right 'round, baby, right 'round