Friday, August 03, 2007
Weekend Listomania (Death, Where Is Thy Ring-a-Ding-Ding? Edition)
Well, it's Friday, and you know what that means. My Oriental houseboy Hop-Sing and I...
Actually, I'm gonna break character here and get serious for a minute, so bear with me.
As Capt. Picard said in Star Trek: Generations, I have of late become acutely aware that there are fewer years in front of me than behind. Thus, perhaps predictably, I've started to have all sorts of dire thoughts about my iminent departure from this sad vale of tears. And one of the direst is that when I snuff it, my friends (assuming they've outlived me), will feel compelled to have a memorial service in my honor.
So at this juncture let me go on record as saying, loudly and publically, that
I DON'T WANT A FRICKING MEMORIAL SERVICE!!!
Really -- I hate them. I think they're sadistic and serve no purpose other than to depress people who are already depressed. Yes, I know there are well meaning folks who think they're a good idea, but look -- speaking in my capacity as the (soon to be) Recently Deceased Guy, here's what I'd like you all to do if you feel you absolutely must do something to remember me by.
THROW A PARTY WHERE EVERYBODY GETS STINKING DRUNK OR HIGH ON THE POISON OF THEIR CHOICE AND HOOKS UP WITH SOMEBODY INAPPROPRIATE AND GOES HOME TO HAVE CRAZED WEASEL SEX!!!
Thank you in advance for your diligence in that regard.
But since this is, after all, Weekend Listomania, here's a little competition that seems appropriate:
Rock/Pop Song You'd Most Want Played At A Memorial Service for You!!!
I've been agonizing about this, so let me stipulate that if after I've become worm fodder you still decide -- despite everything you've just read above -- to have a fricking memorial for me, under no circumstances -- repeat, under NO circumstances -- play any music featured on the soundtrack to The Big Chill. I'm serious about this; if you should play such music, I will come back from the dead and do a poltergeist number on your ass.
So what's my song? Oddly enough, it's "Maybe in a Dream," the alternately elegaic and peppy pseudo baroque (mostly instrumental) Sopwith Camel track of which an almost complete mono sound clip can be heard here. If you listen, I'm sure you'll agree that the mood of the thing just seems right. It's kind of like Pachelbel's Canon, except with really cool guitars and a backbeat.
FYI: The complete song in all its stereophonic glory can be found on the Camel's wonderful debut album. Said album, which is usually (and erroneously) referred to as "Hello, Hello" (after the group's hit single of the same name), is (as you can see from that Amazon link) now available in an expanded and improved import version that if somebody decides to buy for my birthday I'd be happy as a clam. Hint hint.
Anyway, that's my choice (although it just dawned on me that I also would't mind Warren Zevon's Life'll Kill Ya).