Since, as you know, I am a staunch optimist – I wish this lovely ‘lil family all the luck in the world.
Archive for June 6th, 2011
As a New Yorker I have the usual, casual, vitriolic association to New Jersey. Yes – at times I have said that it is the asshole of the country, or the cultural abyss that has birthed the television progeny equivalent of babies born with down-syndrome (trisomy 21).
But I don’t think about it much.
… That is, unless the following occurs:
Say I’m watching a film or a scripted television show. Especially if it’s one that I am enjoying. And lets say that a character on this show is having a dalliance with a chick from NJ. Eventually there will come time for an amorous montage. And what will they play as background music during said amorous montage? Those assholes will play “Jersey Girl”… by Bruce ‘cuntbucking’ Springsteen. And why will they play that song?
Because it’s a beautiful fucking love song.
But, despite what people think – it’s not a originally a song by that asshole Springsteen. It is a song composed and originally sung by American singer-songwriter Tom Waits from his 1980 album Heartattack and Vine. Brucie-boy just took the song to play for concert crowds – until his rendition reached the point of popularity that now most people think that the song was originally done by him, and although Tom was kind enough to perform the track with Springsteen at later concert venues – it’s not that live cut that usually gets play on the radio (or as I said in popular film or television), but rather a Springsteen studio B-Side from 1984 (adding insult to injury is the audacity that Bruce had to change Waits’s original lyrics).
So here, as an aside, for your edification:
Fuck! Now I want a drink and it’s not even 9:30 in the morning.