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Do I need to delink James Lileks?

If you read the very last line of today's Bleat, you will see what I mean.

I'm not sure, but that may have been directed towards me. And somehow, I just can't imagine Greedo dancing to Night Ranger anyhow.

I'm thinking of turning Sister Christian into a midi and embedding it in the page.

Motorin'....

Thanks to Andrea for pointing this out so early. I usually don't get to the Bleat until lunchtime.

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I don't know. I have been considerng delinking you since I found out you liked that song.

;-)

Posted by: Dean Esmay | March 12, 2003 06:52 AM

Thanks to you & Lileks I now have that song stuck in my head...and since I mentioned it to Mike, so does he.

We hate that song.

Posted by: Rita | March 12, 2003 08:29 AM

Chuckling...
I like the song myself. Just tell us if you do embed it, so I can turn on the sound when I drop in to visit.

Posted by: Kathy K | March 12, 2003 09:31 AM

I will confess something: I used to hate "Sister Christian." But then along came Pearl Jam, and they went and released "Jeremy." One day I was listening to the "Classic Rock" station and "Sister Christian" came on, and I thought to myself: "You know, that song isn't so bad." I also have left Bon Jovi tunes on the radio instead of changing the dial lately.

I still prefer Night Ranger's "Don't Tell Me You Love Me," though.

Posted by: Andrea Harris | March 12, 2003 09:46 AM

Oh yeah,Lileks meant YOU my dear.The first thing that came to my mind when I read that last line was "ooh, a Michele shot.I wonder if she knows yet," I actually thought it was kinda sweet,him dissin like dat,

Posted by: mbruce | March 12, 2003 10:19 AM

I saw a twinkle in his eye when he said that.

Posted by: Sharon Ferguson | March 12, 2003 10:56 AM

God, no, Michele. Please, no MIDI of that...that....that thing. Please. I'll do anything you ask to prevent it - anything. Well, except listen to that shudder song.

Posted by: Mike | March 12, 2003 11:31 AM

Well, it wasn't an intentional reference when I wrote it, but then I remembered WHO HAD LAST MADE ME THINK OF THAT SONG, and I thought: hah! Let the cruel gibe stand, then.

But who am I to poke fun at anyone's taste? I still enjoy that hookfest "Working for the Weekend" by Loverboy - which, I believe, is "Sister Christian" played at 4X speed.

Posted by: Lileks | March 12, 2003 02:25 PM

Oh God... now for THAT, I am delinking him.

Loveboy. Oh, please... the only thing worse than Loveboy was Brownsville Station's "Smokin' in the Boys Room."

I HATED that song.

Posted by: Meryl Yourish | March 12, 2003 04:14 PM

Andrea, I'm afraid this means you're getting old.

At least, this was my diagnosis when I started changing the station when newer songs came on, "Oh, the noise they make! Sounds like cats being neutered. Oh, good, there's 'Rock and Roll Hoochie Koo'. So much better."

Posted by: Angie Schultz | March 12, 2003 05:21 PM

I really wish we could get back to disco so I could bring my polyester leisure suits down from the attic. Stayin' alive...

Posted by: yak | March 12, 2003 11:22 PM

I... I left "Boom Boom, Out go the Lights" by the Pat Travers Band playing on the car radio the other day.

I feel so ashamed. =D

Posted by: Andrea Harris | March 13, 2003 01:29 AM