Mc. Me, Mr. Mc. inflatdaoverblown prose:
Miami Vice Theme-Jan Hammer: what a dumbass 80′s song, that we’d all have a few brewskis and watch at my dorm, like a soap opera with ice cream suits and hotties. Who’d have known one of the dumbest names for a sports franchise, the Miami Heats, would have their own music. Is there a ‘hot flash’ track for the more hormonally challenged mid aged women? What about a section for dogs, cats, when they get their hots? What does the team do when snow comes-melt? I suspect a great greenhouse hoax is at work…you don’t see politicians telling us how great the SLC Avalanches are, or how horrible it will be when the Sun Valley Frostbiters play in San Diego…its a vast conspiracy to sell more..’Icy Hot’ (endorsed by Joe Namath).
2. Do You Love Me-Kiss, w. the Sydney Nat’l Orchestra: granted, the real composer was Bob Ezrin-producer as well, but the audience is screwed up as hell..they know all 47 words, and scream in unison like it’s Matilda Waltzing in the back of a limo!”
3. Thriller-The one even Weird Al didn’t dare parody..nor M.J’s doctor.
4.Me And You And A Dog Named Boo-Lobo: doing what, exactly? Is this why you didn’t get a dog?
5. Me And Sara Jana-lyrics almost as incomprehensible as my writing…why can’t I get 4 billion in filthy lucre, like brain dead athletes often do-wahhh(in nasal Phil Collins scream)
6. Vegetables-Beach Boys, Smiley Smile/Smile: This one gets adults running away from the table, not just their kids. Wow, what a masterwork of musical celery, but this carnivore burn out would rather fade the greens into moldy grey.
7. Sandy-wherein the white rap fiend Marshall (Jerry) Mathers is the beaver…chasing after his mom’s valiums and such, blaming it on her, gettting sued 80mil by mum thereafter..wow, what fun it is being a drugsucker MC. They’re both laughing all the way to the bank, no matter how prissy faced he looks…as does any BUR staff who actually read this!!