Tu-Tu-Tusindben !
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80er-sange er bare awesome. Jeg falder i, med jævne mellemrum og bliver grebet af en glad 80er stemning.
‘Laban’ var nok en af de værste gange jeg faldt i. Jeg hørte sangene ‘Giv Mig Dit Navn, Stik Mig Dit Nummer‘ og ‘Kold Som Is‘ til døde, hvor sidstenævnte havde en helt speciel plads i mit hjerte. For i videoen til ‘Kold Som Is‘ ligner frontfiguren, Ivan Petersen, en gejstlig Frank Hvam med en død puddel spændt fast til hovedet.
Nu er jeg faldet over endnu en 80er sang jeg er blevet grebet af, dog aner jeg det bliver kortvarigt – men grebet, ikke desto mindre.
Dr. Phil med ‘Tusindben’. Jeg ved ikke om det er det korrekte kunstnernavn, eller om Youtube-uploaderen har haft larf over hans tossede overskæg. En kort søgning afslørede dog hurtigt at der er masser af andre der har indspillet nummeret, men den originale ophavsmand kan man læse om her: DR har nemlig fundet hele historien.
For at læse teksten til sangen, klik på indlægstitlen eller ‘Read the rest of this entry »‘ herunder.
Tags: DR, Laban, Tusindben, youtube
USS Montana
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Har maxgrinern over denne her gamle reklame 
Fantastisk humor 
Jungle Brothers – Straight Out The Jungle
Posted by AoOs | Filed under Mening, Random Internet Stuff, Videos
Stenede på nettet i dag og snublede over det her pragtfulde musik fra 1988.
Fra dengang rap stadigvæk var naivt og peppet op med trompeter – Jungle Brothers.
Det er bare super optur Har nu fået nummeret andetsteds fra i Mp3-format og tracket kører på repeat.
Sæt nummeret på, skru op for volumen og gå lidt rundt og ryd op eller lign.. Og pludselig kan du mærke hvordan beatet, flowet og trompeterne går lige i rygraden og gør dagen SÅ meget bedre.
Jeg har aldrig hørt om dem eller nummeret før – men jeg er solgt Og det er ekstra fedt at der midt i nummeret kommer et par linier fra Grandmaster Flash’ The Message.
Lyrik:
Educated man, from the motherland
You see, they call me a star but that’s not what I am
I’m a jungle brother, a true, blue brother
And I’ve been to many places you’ll never discover
Step to my side, suckers run and hide
Africa’s in the house, they get petrified
You wanna know why, I’ll tell you why
Because they can’t stand the sight of the jungle eye
They never fight or fuss, they never curse or cuss
They just stand on the side and stare at us
They get out of line, I put ‘em on a vine
And give ‘em one big push for all mankind
There ain’t nuttin to it, I just go head and do it
And lay down the jungle sound and run right through it
And when I’m on the mic, I never stutter or stumble
‘Cause I’m a Jungle Brother, straight out the jungle
Cool and quiet, but quick to start up a riot
I write the rhyme, bums assist to bite it
I wear no gold around my neck just black medallions
And sold the home of true black stallions
I don’t care for fair ’cause fair-fair’s meat
Out of 10 ways of dying, the first might cheat
I’m harder than the hardest, hardest, hard can get
Africa and I, while Sammy B’s on the set
I kick the rhyme to the girl and she became my pet
I lend some sucker some juice and now he’s in debt
The sucker said he wasn’t scared but still in all he sweat
A poor man became rich because some meeky bet
My brother’s searching high and low, they’ll looking for me
Where will they find me, in the J-U-N-G-L-E
It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from
going
under(4x)
Struggle to live (struggle to live) struggle to survive
Struggle (struggle) just to stay alive
‘Cause inside the jungle, either you do or you die
You got to be aware, you got to have the jungle eye
Take it from a brother who knows my friend
The animals, the cannibals will do you in
Cut your throat (cut your throat) stab you in the back
The untamed animal just don’t know how to act
It’s unbelievable (unbelievable) uncivilized (ci-civilized)
And now I’m starting to realize
Danger in the jungle, the jungle means danger (danger)
Tension intense, hearts filled wit anger (anger)
Men killing men just because of one’s color
In this lifetime, I’ve seen nothing dumber
So I think before I make a move
Make sure my rhyme goes along wit the groove
And backing on a brother it’s time to rumble
My name’s Mike G (Mike G) and I’m straight out the jungle
Malene – roden til masser af kreativitet
Posted by AoOs | Filed under Mening, Random Internet Stuff
Sys Bjerre har været oppe og hitte med hendes sang Malene.
Her er hendes musikvideo til sangen.
Jeg kan ikke få nok af den sang lige pt. Det er en rar dansk sang, sød stemme og hyggelig tekst. Bortset (!) fra at hun absolut skal fucke hans ting op.. Fint hun synger om at hun synes han var for nice -> er en røv, hun ved at han storhumper Malene osv osv.
Men omkvædet hvor hun brænder en stor del af hans lejlighed, sælger hans øse, hans tøj er smidt ud og hans xbox er druknet.. Hvor dumt er det ikke! Jeg kan blive SÅ sur.. OG FUCK NU DEN KAT!
“Er vi så enige om at det var sidste gang du fuckede med mig?” (eller hvad hun nu synger).. WHAT?! Hvad sker der for at hun truer ham? Fed kæreste! Sgu da klart han knalder udenom, Sys er jo åbenbart stjernepsykopat som kan lide at ødelægge andre folks ting. MAN SMØRER KRAFTEDME IKKE REMOULADE PÅ EN MANDS FLADSKÆRM!!
Nå.. Men ser vi bort fra hendes usle måde at håndtere en større krise d’amour på, så er der andet jeg faktisk vil skrive om.
En forstadstroubadur der hedder Mattias Lysgaard og en krebinet der kalder sig MikalaK har skrevet sange, baseret på Malene, der vender situationen 180°.
Mattias synger fra fyrens synspunkt:
Lame ass loser… Han har VHS-bånd… - Ghost-Dog på Sveden.dk
Og MikalaK synger fra Malenes:
Inde på deres videoers YouTube sider kan I se teksterne til deres sange og at Mattias har fået en besked fra Sys Bjerre.
Tags: Druk, Fladskærm, malene, mattias lysgaard, mikalak, mikalalalak, Musik, remoulade, Sveden.dk, sys bjerre, youtube
How to confuse an idiot
Posted by AoOs | Filed under Random Internet Stuff, Videos
Årh, jordens sjoveste video! Tak til Stinger for linket.
Jeg døde af grin 10 sekunder efter starten, sygt grinern jo!
Tags: Idiot, Sjovt, Sveden.dk, youtube
Sweetafton23 – MyHope
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Fandt en super cool sang, skrevet af en pige (der umiddelbart i starten godt kunne ligne en lidt tyk dreng) med god humor og en ukelele.
Håber også I finder den hyggelig, har smidt teksten nedenunder videoen.
The years are going by so fast it really is bewilderin’
And we’ll be so-called “grown ups” and have mortgages and children
I hope we all gain worldliness, and wisdom and maturity
But I hope most of all that MySpace falls into obscurityI hope our profiles all go dead, entombed in distant servers
A monument to our youth, though lacking its observers
Your page will be an empty shell, when no one is behind it
I hope your MySpace stays forever – and I hope that your kids find itHow I hope that you forget about your MySpace
I hope it slips completely from your mind
And I hope it stays up long enough for the next generation to find
And I hope that it embarrasses your children
I hope their bratty friends all forward it around
And I hope that you forget your password
So you cannot take it downIf your kids think you’re vaguely square, it will be so much clearer
When they laugh at the pictures you took in your bathroom mirror
And all the bands you listenin’ now, your kids will be exposin’
“Who is this Soulja Boy you reference, who’s ‘Uh Oh Explosion’?”They’ll marvel at how old you are, they’ll “rofl” at your outfits
Your tastes may pass as “vintage” in the future – though I doubt itHow I hope that you forget about your MySpace
I hope it slips completely from your mind
And I hope it stays up long enough for the next generation to find
And I hope that it embarrasses your children
I hope their bratty friends all forward it around
And I hope that you forget your password
So you cannot take it down
I hope your cynical kids say, “Holy crap, this is great
these comments date all the way back to 2008.”
I hope they dig through your pictures, and find some we might call compromising
I hope that seeing their Mom in a swimsuit or smoking a hookah isn’t too traumatizing
But it will be past their comprehension
They’ll ask “Did Grandpa not give you enough attention?”[insert rocking out here]
And who the hell is Tom, that guy knows everyone?!
I hope that you forget about your MySpace
I hope it slips completely from your mind
And I hope it stays up long enough for the next generation to find
And I hope that it will humble you forever
I hope their bratty friends all forward it around
And I hope that you forget your password
So you cannot take it downThey might through your top 8 friends, read your comments at the most
I only wish that they could see the inane bulletins you post
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