The music round cheat answer guys at the Argyle are Lindisfarne. The song is from the 70s and so is the hair. I haven’t read the comments on the youtube video yet but I bet at least half of them are old bastards saying “they don’t make songs like this any more, this is proper music” and young bastards saying “I was born in the right decade”
They can all shut up. To the old bastards: why moan? You don’t have to listen to modern music thanks to RECORDED MUSIC TECHNOLOGY. And you’re wrong anyway, there’s plenty of songwriters kicking about – in fact probably more than ever.
To the old bastards: why moan? Thanks to RECORDING TECHNOLOGY you can still live in the 70s if you like. Plus you get to live to see the year five thousand, probably. So fuck up.
Wednesday is your proper day for going out. All your friends like you.
If the week was a fruit salad, Wednesday would be a gob full of banana and grapes. Live life the way it was intended by the creator, Muhammed Ali.
The music round cheat answer for the Joker tonight is Scatman John. This guy had a heavy stutter but it didn’t let it stop him become a POP STAR. He was from LA but he made it in Berlin. He was probably EXACTLY the sort of guy who like to go out on Wednesdays. He probably had no choice, he was probably booked somewhere.
He was a jazz piano player at first and then a rapper. He died at the age of 57 year old. It aint that much. All hail the Scatman.
The way he says “Scatland” is exactly the same as if he was saying “Scotland”. It’s another potential post-indy national anthem for the list.
It’s the first proper Wednesday of the year and I am EXCITED to be getting things back to normal after a month of festive nonsense.
Two music round hits for your cheats tonight: The first one is a Christmas hit which I won’t apologise for. The clip is only 20 seconds or less. That’s all you have to listen to… unless you watch the full (scary) video below
This got played a lot when I was a kid. The Santa guy (Roy Wood) was terrifying. I never knew why such an obviously evil presence was used to sell Christmas. Still don’t “get it”.
The other thing is James Blunt, another thing I “don’t get”. It’s just shite isn’t it? Am I missing something?
It’s like Coldplay with even less charm. I must be wrong. Millions of people like this stuff. I don’t understand them either.
The older and “wiser” I get, the less I understand people’s tastes. Maybe I’m in the wrong business seeing as I have to communicate with lots of people. Ah, fuck it.
A curtailed entry this month as I only got round to handing out DEAD POOL sheets on two nights in December. Anyway, the lucky few who were able to enter have now been processed and here is the list of runners for the month of January:
Olivia de Havilland
Most of the usual suspects made it in, along with some new ideas along the lines of Peter Kay, Ray Davies and Yoko Ono.
So here it is Merry Christmas. My voice survived two quizzes last night so I expect further health imp[rovements throughout the day and more success tonight in terms of getting through the quiz without croaking.
I don’t mean dying. I expect that too.
I mean, like a frog.
Anyway, tonight’s music round at the Newsy contains a clip which falls into the classic quiz category of “deffo know the tune – don’t really know who did it”. It’s House of Pain. Now you know. Listen to the tune of the video if you want to be fully armed for tonight’s quiz.
Speaking of which, there’s a small chance that the Newsroom will be full of Christmas wallopers tonight but to be fair, it kind of was last week and it wasn’t too bad. No one was sick on the floor. The really really really drunk women who had been out since five o clock were (relatively) demure. They did the quiz. It was cool.
Not like the table full of wanks at the Monkey last night who just sat there being too-important-to-take-part through the whole thing and making loads of noise.
I seriously wish death upon those sorts of people.
Anyway, aren’t I full of Christmas cheer?
Maybe I will be full of it nextyear, if Christmas stops being about the exploitation of the peoples’ debt for corporate profit.
Maybe I will be bring the cheer next year when Christmas stops being about the continuation of an unsustainable regime of plastic production disguised as some kind of spiritual landmark.
Maybe I’ll celebrate in carols next year when the emphasis on spending is finally jettisoned by a sickened nation and we genuinely join together to solve poverty.
These are the last Wednesday quizzes of the year. In addition: tonight and tomorrow will be your ONLY chances to play DEAD POOL for January. I didn’t get the forms out last week and was going to start on MOnday, only to be swiped by the bad flu.
Bad flu has receded enough for me to do the quizzes tonight but I probably won’t be dancing.
Gordon who does the quiz at Harmonium has reported no illness, so I’m sure he’ll be dancing to keep you entertained in between questions.
The Styx song in tonight’s music round at the Harmonium quiz is a timeless work of beautiful genius.
It’s unquestionably a great song but like many classics of its era, becomes somewhat tarnished by youtube comment left by fat old plonks saying things like “This is real music. Everything today is plastic rap and sucks.”
The Childish Gambino song in the music round at the Monkey which sounded to me, at first, just another modern rap song and a bit plasticky, but I have to admit liking the video. Maybe I like the song a bit better now, after hearing it twice.
And I was going to type something about the old versus the new but, fuck, I’ve just realised this tune is four years old itself. To me that’s nowt – to some of your it’s a lifetime.
The DJ Sammy song in the music round at the Safari is easily one of the greatest three hundred tunes ever written. Witness the majesty in this video:
You know this music is similar to the music your body will create at the moment of your death whenever that occurs in the future. This has been proven by death scientists and will hold up in a court of law OR natural justice – whichever happens first.
Actually that might be bullshit. I looked it up on Google and no one on this thread actually specifically mentions DJ Sammy, but there’s nothing to stop us hoping…