how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
I now know how to make the sign. So pay me in them.
Today we are going to make a list of song bests and worsts because I am seriously running out of ideas for the journal right now and I am considering taking a week break next week because hey who is going to read this during Thanksgiving week anyway I mean really in my opinion.
Best song on an otherwise ho-hum album: "Blind" off of Jars of Clay's self-titled.
Worst song on an otherwise lovely album: "Flesh" off of the Danielson Famile's Tri-Danielson: Alpha.
Best film use of singing along to a song:Magnolia's sing-a-long of Aimee Mann's Wise Up.
Best "Simpsons" song: Troubl...uh, I mean "The Monorail Song."
Speaking of which, best song from a musical: "Rock Island" from The Music Man.
Worst Christmas song: "The First Noel." I hate "The First Noel."
Best Christmas song: "Silent Night" in the original "Stille Nacht" German.
Best obscure Christmas song:"Carol of the Birds." Best really obscure Christmas song:Britten's "This Little Babe." Best hymn:"Be Still, My Soul." Worst hymn:"On Eagles' Wings." No, wait, isn't that a bit unfair? It's not the worst, is it? Really? No, I suppose not. Sorry.
Okay then, how about this: Most overrated hymn: Yes, now "On Eagles' Wings."
Song from a film actor I like I'd most like to hear: Rebecca Pidgeon's "Jock O'Hazeldean."
Song from a film actor I like I'd least like to hear: Billy Bob Thornton's "Angelina."
Favorite song from a musician I'm seeing in the D.C. suburbs tonight: Julie Miller's "All My Tears."
Yes, of course, but which of the three versions of the song? Um, okay, I guess the version off of the Songcatcher soundtrack.
And interestingly enough, favorite song by the musician you saw I concert by most recently: Why, it's Gillian Welch's "Wind And Rain," also from the Songcatcher soundtrack, which I should really see the movie of sometime.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.