Showing posts with label Symposium. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Symposium. Show all posts

Sunday, 8 March 2020

Saturday Snapshots #126 - The Answers


Time for the answers. Yes. Yesss. Yesssss. YESSSSSS!!!


10. We say the Pope is boss. Young actress grows old.


Didn't think anyone would get this unless they used google. (Couldn't even find a proper version on youtube, sorry. But I do like this song.)

"Ultramontanism is a clerical political conception within the Catholic Church that places strong emphasis on the prerogatives and powers of the Pope."

The Ultra Montanes - Ageing Starlet

9. Jacob's daughter in capital craziness over backwards yob.


No problems with this one.

"Jacob, Jacob and son..." Turns out he had 12 lads... and only one daughter.

Dinah Washington - Mad About The Boy

8. What Billy Ocean and Freddie Mercury had in common: the thought of Saturday Snapshots kept them going Monday - Friday.


Billy & Freddie both sang about loverboys.

Loverboy - Living For The Weekend

7. Remember when we couldn't defeat Michael Caine?


Amazulu is the full name of the largest ethnic group in South Africa... the ones who gave Michael Caine so much trouble in the film Zulu.

Amazulu - Too Good to Be Forgotten

6. Philosophical drinking debate mourns Rod Serling.


Another one you might have been able to google, because a "symposium" came from Greek banquets (it means "to drink together"... so next time you get invited to a symposium at work, remember that) where philosophy was debated.

Rod Serling created The Twilight Zone.

Symposium - Farewell To Twilight

5. Cross the rivers with the Keys to Silverstone and you'll find the evening entertainment is to die for.


Alyson worked out the Alicia bit (Keys & Silverstone)... well done for that.

Alicia Bridges - I Love The Nightlife

4. Return to youth in REM Motel.


REM Motel was an anagram. Well done, Lynchie.

Mel Torme - Comin' Home, Baby

3. Naked copper in Motown.


Bobby Bare - Detroit City

2. Paranoid, but happy, request for information.


Marvin was the paranoid android. Gay used to just mean happy.

Marvin Gaye - What's Goin' On?

1. Completely unaware, in Cat Maze Race.


I love that photo. And another anagram...


You've Got Mail... it says that Saturday Snapshots will be back next week.


Friday, 6 March 2015

My Top Ten 'I Hate You' Songs





Seriously, guys, hate is such a negative emotion, m'kay. Can't we all, like, just learn to love one another...


(Special mention - tying into last week's post - to the song I Hate You recorded for the soundtrack of Star Trek IV by fictional band The Edge of Etiquette.)



10. The Monks - I Hate You

60s garage rock classic from a bunch of American GIs who were also a band. Immortalised because it's one of the songs playing in the bowling alley in The Big Lebowski. You mark that frame an 8, and you're entering a world of pain, Smokey...

9. Symposium - The Answer To Why I Hate You

Clumsily lumped in with the Britpop crowd, though they were much louder and more energetic. Maybe Damon got the idea for Song 2 from this lot? (Probably not.) Still, I never hated them.

8. Honeyblood - Super Rat
You are the smartest rat in the sewer...
As opening lines go, you know this love song isn't going to end well.

7. The Stranglers - I Hate You

The Stranglers go country: excellent!

6. Little Man Tate - Mann I Hate Your Band

Sadly remembered now as riding the coat tails of fellow Sheffield poets the Arctic Monkeys, I always felt LMT had the potential to step out of Alex Turner's shadow. But they obviously had some pretty negative experiences in the music industry... as this track illustrates.

See also the even angrier I Hate Your Band by Keith Top Of The Pops & His Minor UK Indie Celebrity All-Star Backing Band.

5. Green Day - Platypus (I Hate You)

Don't worry, platypus, I'm sure Green Day don't really hate you...

Dickhead, fuckface, cock-smoking, motherfucking asshole
Dirty twat, waste of semen, hope you die...


On second thoughts... maybe it's your duck's bill? Some people are so duck's bill-ist. It makes me sick.

4. Erasure - Love To Hate You

Because we should always try to find time for a little Erasure in our lives.

I love to read a murder mystery
I love to know the killer isn't me...

And check out that video - they really don't make 'em like that anymore.

3. The Beautiful South - In Other Words I Hate You

The b-side to TBS's only Number One, A Little Time, this is crammed with typically Heaton barbs.

Those winter nights just spent indoors
That criminal fizz in the drink he pours
We smooch all night to "The Theme From Jaws"
(In other words I hate you)


See also I Hate You (But You're Interesting), a haunting response to their own I Love You (But You're Boring).

I went to see a doctor and she said 'Yes, go ahead'
'Throw yourself into the sea'
I wrote a will for my friends
And this is how it read
'Me, me, me, me, me, me, me'
No friends, everything for me, me, me
No friends, just me, just me


I love the way that one switches from haunting acoustic guitar to jaunty seaside piano and back again

2. Kelis - Caught Out There

Yes, it's a female empowerment anthem, and infidelity is a horrible thing so Kelis's hatred is well justified... but you've got to spare a thought for the bloke. No, wait, hear me out... you've got to have some balls to go messing around behind a woman like Kelis's back. I mean, she will cut them off in a heartbeat, sunshine.

Oh, sorry, was he not all there? My bad.

(P.S. Kelis, honey - you need a bigger bath towel.)

1. Ugly Kid Joe - Everything About You

What I liked about this song - and felt UKJ could have developed further rather than resorting to bizarre Harry Chapin covers and a fast slide into obscurity - was its bouncy sense of fun. There wasn't a lot of that going around in rock music at the time. Fun had pretty much died out in the late 80s (apart from when we were laughing at Axl for being a dick) and grunge nailed the coffin shut. Imagine if Nirvana had had a sense of humour... only I guess they wouldn't have been Nirvana, wouldn't have surfed the zeitgeist as they did, wouldn't have sold half as many records... but Kurt might still be with us. Is it better to live fast, die young and leave a miserable-looking corpse... or still be around 30 years later (the Uglies apparently reformed in 2010) even though most people only remember you as a one hit wonder?




Which one do you hate the least?
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