Fuck Yeah This is My Favorite Song

thisismyfavoritesong:

“They’ll Need a Crane” by They Might Be Giants from Lincoln (1988).

No, it’s not cool to say, but I cannot deny that They Might Be Giants helped get me through high school.

Did you know? (or rather Do you care?) They Might Be Giants get their name from a 1971 film of the same name, which in turn got it’s name from a Don Quixote passage about Quixote’s thoughts on windmills.

This is the first song They Might Be Giants ever played live on television.  Watch it here.  And please stop stuffing me in that locker.

I always like the songs better than what they write.

JEWS LOL!!!!!!

thisismyfavoritesong:

“Pebble Beach” by the Vince Guaraldi Trio from A Boy Named Charlie Brown (1964).

In honor of Sunday Jazz, I have come up with a list of “Peanuts TV Specials, If Charlie Brown Were Jewish That My Dad Would Surely Forward To Me In An E-mail”:

1. Mazel Tov, Charlie Brown

2. It’s Sukkot, Charlie Brown

3. You’re Kosher, Charlie Brown

(Franklin probably wasn’t Jewish.)

4. It’s Your Bar Mitzvah, Charlie Brown

5. Happy Tu B’Shevat, Charlie Brown

6. It’s The Great Matzo Ball, Charlie Brown

(Pigpen isn’t parve.)

7. A Charlie Brown Yom Kippur

8. You’re a Real Mench, Charlie Brown

9. She’s a Shiksa, Charlie Brown

10. Oy, Charlie Brown

(Can you name one Jewish football player, Charlie Brown?)

Enjoy, Dad.

If you like this, try: Guaraldi’s A Charlie Brown Christmas (1965).  The only Christmas album a Jew could truly love.

thisismyfavoritesong:

“Animals” by Talking Heads from Fear of Music (1979).

(Yep, it’s another album produced by Brian Eno.)

Animals: a play written in one sitting by Dan Samiljan (story by Rick Muirragui & Samiljan).

A small apartment.  PAUL unlocks the front door and enters, holding a couple of full grocery bags.

PAUL: Pickles!  I’m home!

PAUL puts the bags down on the kitchen counter.

PAUL: Pickles!  C’mere, boy!

PAUL starts to unload a few things from the bags.

PAUL: Pickles!  Want a treat??

The magic words.  PICKLES comes running from another room.

PLEASE NOTE: PICKLES is played by an actor in a homemade dog costume.

PAUL: Hey, boy!  Did you miss me?  I got you a treat!

PAUL grabs one of the bags and heads to the couch.  PICKLES, excited, follows him.  PAUL sits on the couch and PICKLES jumps up next to him.

PAUL: Okay boy, relax, relax.  Before I give you your treat, I need you to sit.

PICKLES doesn’t sit.

PAUL: Sit.

PICKLES doesn’t sit.

PAUL: Sit.

PICKLES sits.

PAUL: Good boy!  Good boy, Pickles!  Okay, are you ready for your treat?

PICKLES waits patiently.

PAUL pulls a large bully stick out of one of the bags.

PLEASE NOTE: A bully stick is a dog treat made from the dried large tendon of a bull’s penis.

PAUL: Here ya go, boy!  It’s a bully stick!

PICKLES is not pleased.

PAUL: What’s wrong, Pickles?  It’s a treat!  Don’t you want it?  Go get it!

PAUL throws the bully stick into the other room.  PICKLES doesn’t flinch.

PAUL: Go get it, Pickles!

A moment passes.

PICKLES: I’m not a dog.

A moment passes.

PAUL: What?

PICKLES: Okay, I gotta be honest with you, Paul.  My name is Doug Saunders.  I’m from Newton, Massachusetts.  I moved here to Chicago a few months ago kind of on a whim.  Didn’t know anyone and had nowhere to live.  So when I saw your ad looking for a puppy to love and to care for, I just couldn’t pass it up.  And trust me, the past three months have been great… Really great!  But a bully stick is the dried large tendon of a bull’s penis.  I mean, even a dog has boundaries, right?

A moment passes.

PAUL: So… You’re not a dog?

PICKLES: Right.

A moment passes.

PAUL: But I’ve been feeding you dog food the entire time.

PICKLES: Yep.

A moment passes.

PAUL: And you shit outside.

PICKLES: Look, I never said it was easy.

A moment passes.  They start to laugh.

PAUL: Wow.  Well, I didn’t see that coming!

PICKLES: I know, right?  It’s just like, “Hey, I’m a dog, I’m a dog, I’m a dog — Just kidding!  I’m not a dog!”

PAUL: Haha yeah!  Here I am all, “C’mere boy!  Sit boy!  Good boy!  Eat a bull’s penis boy!”

PICKLES: Haha yeah.  Too funny.

PAUL: Too funny.

A moment passes.

PICKLES: Well I really should be off.  Find a real job or whatever.

PAUL: Right.  Well, Pickles— Ha, sorry.  What was it again?

PICKLES: Doug.

PAUL: Doug.  Right.

They shake hands.

PAUL: Come visit anytime, Doug.

PICKLES: I appreciate it, Paul.  I probably won’t, but I do appreciate it.  I should get my things.

PICKLES goes over to his doggie bed and grabs a tennis ball, a stuffed animal, and his water dish.  He gulps down the last of the water and sticks the dish under his arm.  Just as he’s about to go…

PAUL (desperate): Stay, boy?

PICKLES: Not this time, Paul.

And with that, PICKLES leaves.

A moment passes.

PAUL picks up the phone and dials.  Waits.

PAUL: Yes, hello.  I’d like to report a missing dog.

CURTAIN.

If you like this, try: Talking Heads: 77 (1977) and More Songs About Buildings and Food (1978).

LOL this is definately my favorite play!  i wish they would keep posting plays!!!!!