This morning I listened to Get the Knack for the first time in maybe 25 years. I bought it as a new release in 1979, when I was 16, and liked it. But, for whatever reason, it’s not a record I ever think to pull off the shelf.
In any case, there’s a crazy song on that thing I’d forgotten about. Click the video above to hear it. In it, the dude is begging someone to kill his Siamese Twin.
Please kill it for me/It’s time for a change/The monkey and me
Cut deep, do it right away/Cut clean, make a getaway/Leave it out on a highway
And my favorite:
Sits on my back!/Shits on my back!/Piss on my back!
That’s some cartoonishly dark shit right there. I’m starting to remember why I liked that album.
The Knack was almost universally hated by other artists, because they sold millions of records right out of the gate. People said they hadn’t paid their dues, and wrote them off as a joke. Needless to say, a lot of that stuff was rooted in jealousy.
That first album is a lot of fun, and I’m convinced the naysayers would’ve liked it — if it hadn’t sold a trazillion copies. All I can say is, it’s got more humor and energy in it than some horrible Eddie Money album, or whatever else was being released back then.
Anyway… I’m going to pick up our son from college on Saturday morning. I sort of agree with you guys, he shouldn’t come home for at least six weeks. But he wore us down, with a relentless campaign.
He’s doing well, though. There’s no mention of homesickness, or anything negative. He’s making friends, and the girlfriend situation seems to be a non-issue at the moment. And if we can believe what he tells us, he’s going to class and keeping up with his homework. He even went on and on about something one of his professors lectured about earlier in the week. He seems to be into it — which is something that NEVER happened in high school.
He’s also working three days a week as a lifeguard. Everything seems to be going well, knock on Ron Wood.
I’ll go get him on of Saturday, he’ll be here all day on Sunday, and Toney will take him back on Monday. It’s kind of insane that between the two of us we’ll be driving a total of ten hours to make it happen. But his campaign was effective. Plus, we want to see him. Ya know? There’s a little o’ that in there too.
I have to work on Labor Day: some cluster-copulation of a special project… There will be something like 65 people there, which is massive overkill, I think. But, nobody asked my opinion.
The good news: We’ll be paid double-time and a half, and it could last as long as twelve hours or more. So, it’ll be nice on payday.
The bad news: I have to be there at 6 a.m. Yikes! That’s a part of the day I rarely see. I’ll have to get up at 4, and almost certainly won’t sleep the night before. My internal clock is hard-wired for working at night. I’ll go to bed at 10, and be wide-awake. Then I’ll start panicking, and pacing around the house… Oh, it’s gonna be awesome.
I hope you’ll think of me while you’re deep-throating a Nathan’s Famous, hot off the grill, or whatever. Simply fantastic.
Finally, I’ve been challenged to create a video of myself pouring a bucket of ice water over my head. One of my cousins called me out, and challenged me publicly.
And here’s my official response: Not gonna happen. I don’t take orders from Facebook. and I don’t participate in fads. Yes, I’m a lot of fun to go places with… I’m aware of this.
I’ll see you guys again on Monday.
Have yourselves a great day!