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Wolfman Jack sez....if you put the lime in the coconut with the aid of a a little green bag in the summertime, you shall be healed with awesome vintage facial hair. Ahh-Ohhh, Werewolves of SOR.

Donovan was really a troubadour. Magical, really. My parents bought a flat in '78 that had some scratched, sleeveless 33's thrown into a cupboard that they gave me.. Barabajagal was one of them. I used to listened to Atlantis over and over again. i seemed to never tire of that song. Still don't, ...

yep....fanfaroff rocks the fuck out the mashup universe

you've just been derivatively slimed by the 80's.

That there is some sort of L33T Hacker music....BEEBOOPBEEBOOP....BEEEEEEEEEEEKRSCHHHHHHHHHHHH

Folsom Prison radio butt-rape is a happy-bluesy thing. Woo-Hoo-WOOT!

Don't wanna touch this....O_o

Ha ha ha! Take a ride on my circumsised disco stick,Shik-stah! Great mix.

Me and Julio were pretty tight once. Too bad he went to to juvenile detention. It's a shame he was a terrible liar. :)

Yep..it's like Jim Morrison trapped in a sausage stuffer with a backup singer devouring shanghaied cocaine. Incredible. Jack Burton approves.

The 80's had a perfect day and Com Truise captured it.

PISS- Puppets Improvising Stupid Shit. Fuck it. Whatever. I liked it.

*gasp*....Jon Hassell circumfused by Comic Sans.

Pistols and syrinxes at dawn, Sir!

What an overture. Paul summed up the post Beatles era in a brilliant way. One of the master composers of his era. Everyone could use a pint in this day and age. EVERYONE.

The mere sight and sound of Breeders era Deal sisters will increase your sex-drive exponentially. It's an uncontested fact.

Yeah, this is the only episode of ...Earl that gave 100%

The boots are superfluous.....I just wanna mosh inside Kim Gordon's form-fitted, pinstriped retropants. Admit it, so do you.

Take a twee bit of The Who's Baba O'Reilly, a hefty chunk of Underworld's Cowgirl, and a backbone built of pedestrian, bitcrushed Euro-Disco and you have Escape Velocity. Not saying it's that bad. Not saying it's that good, either. Oh well....guess they had to stand on the shoulders of giants to ...

Only an asswipe latent pedophile would equate this video with Pedobear. Richard D. James knows this and so do I....*rictus grin*

I like to wash my souls down with Donkey Rhubarb®.

I suspect Thome Yorke is Moloko Vellocet dancing limbically with a cane to Dim and Georgie Boy's yarbles....Chaplin, my ass.

This is Natalie Merchant's libidinous carnival in "blood color".....impressionable young people, beware.

My hands are dirtier than Russ Meyer's because of this.......

The future will neverz fux with this. I want her accent on my space rocketz.