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kitsjayWhen the going gets tough, the tough might get going, but the smart stay where they are and say screw it.
So posting all but one of it all at once.
First, the ever popular Monster Mash by Bobby Pickett and the Crypt-Kicker Five.
Next, the original I Put a Spell on You by Screaming Jay Hawkins, followed by the more renowned Bette Midler version.
Finally, the last installment of all of these will be posted tomorrow, and it is well worth the wait.
Also, this was in the paper Sunday, and it intrigued me enough to share:
"It has always amused me that the same people who denounce America as a seething cesspit of blind obscurantist bigotry can't see the irony that America itself produces its own best critics. When there's a scab to be picked on the American body politic, no one does it with more loving attention, more rigorous focus on the detail, than Americans themselves."
— British columnist Gerard Baker (Times of London)
So posting all but one of it all at once.
First, the ever popular Monster Mash by Bobby Pickett and the Crypt-Kicker Five.
Next, the original I Put a Spell on You by Screaming Jay Hawkins, followed by the more renowned Bette Midler version.
Finally, the last installment of all of these will be posted tomorrow, and it is well worth the wait.
Also, this was in the paper Sunday, and it intrigued me enough to share:
"It has always amused me that the same people who denounce America as a seething cesspit of blind obscurantist bigotry can't see the irony that America itself produces its own best critics. When there's a scab to be picked on the American body politic, no one does it with more loving attention, more rigorous focus on the detail, than Americans themselves."
— British columnist Gerard Baker (Times of London)
