Al had a software problem during a recent show and did a rather straight cover of this song.
The world is a better place with people like Weird Al Yankovic.
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Thursday, June 9, 2011
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
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Wednesday, 11:58AM: Woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
1:26PM: Booked my trip to Paris, going to be so much fun!
2:27PM: Hangin’ at the Whiskey: Tell all the people that you see to follow me down
2:39PM: There’s a dusky jewel at the end of the bar, hoping to pluck her, Heh heh.
3:05PM: Her name is Pamela. Breaking on through baby!
3:50PM: Another kiss, another kiss
4:32PM: You men eat your dinner. Eat your pork and beans. I eat more chicken
than any man ever seen, yeah.
5:39PM: Band practice, Could Ray would turn it down a little? That organ can be so annoying
6:17PM: I wish Dinsmore would go DIAF sometimes. Drummers *eyeroll*
7:48PM: When the music’s over, turn out the lights ‘kthnx
8:12PM: Hanging out on Love Street, waiting to see what happens.
8:29PM: If I get my hands on a dollar bill, gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill.
9:07PM: My crystal ship is being filled, yessssssss
9:48PM: OMG! It was raining, and faces came out of it. So strange.
11:12PM: RT@RobbieK: Do it Robbie, do it!
Thursday, 12:09AM: i’M so StOn’D..qYiLj.,..iMMAculAte*74@22
2:31AM: There’s blood in the streets, it’s up to my ankles! No one here gets out alive!
4:47AM: This is the end my friends ttfn.
12:49PM. Woke up this morning, got myself a beer.
Wednesday, 11:58AM: Woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
1:26PM: Booked my trip to Paris, going to be so much fun!
2:27PM: Hangin’ at the Whiskey: Tell all the people that you see to follow me down
2:39PM: There’s a dusky jewel at the end of the bar, hoping to pluck her, Heh heh.
3:05PM: Her name is Pamela. Breaking on through baby!
3:50PM: Another kiss, another kiss
4:32PM: You men eat your dinner. Eat your pork and beans. I eat more chicken
than any man ever seen, yeah.
5:39PM: Band practice, Could Ray would turn it down a little? That organ can be so annoying
6:17PM: I wish Dinsmore would go DIAF sometimes. Drummers *eyeroll*
7:48PM: When the music’s over, turn out the lights ‘kthnx
8:12PM: Hanging out on Love Street, waiting to see what happens.
8:29PM: If I get my hands on a dollar bill, gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill.
9:07PM: My crystal ship is being filled, yessssssss
9:48PM: OMG! It was raining, and faces came out of it. So strange.
11:12PM: RT@RobbieK: Do it Robbie, do it!
Thursday, 12:09AM: i’M so StOn’D..qYiLj.,..iMMAculAte*74@22
2:31AM: There’s blood in the streets, it’s up to my ankles! No one here gets out alive!
4:47AM: This is the end my friends ttfn.
12:49PM. Woke up this morning, got myself a beer.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
From First Draft
Last night I did a poem in the style of a dead poet. I chose William Topaz McGonagall and mashed it up with The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. One woman showed up in the middle of the poem and said after wards that she really liked my narrative poetry. I really did not know what else to say except thank you.
The Edmund Fitzgerald Disaster
Beautiful ship on Lake Superior
The one they call Gitche Gumee
Alas I'm sorry to say
That twenty nine lives had been taken away
Which will be remembered for a very long time
Twas about seven o'clock at night
And the wind blew with all its might
And the main hatchway caved in
And the dark clouds seemed to frown
And the Witch of November came stealin'
I'll take down the Edmund Fitzgerald
When the ship left some mill in Wisconsin
The crew and the captain well seasoned
But the gales of November came slashing
Which put the good ship and crew in peril
And many of the crew with fear did say
I hope God will send us safe across to Whitefish Bay
But when the ship late at night rang its bells
The north wind came loud and angry
And the wires on the ship made a tattletale sound
On that November day
Which will be remembered for a very long time
So the ship sailed on with all its might
And the shore of Whitefish Bay soon in sight
And the crew's heart's felt light
Thinking they would enjoy themselves on Thanksgiving Day
With the friends at home they love most dear
And wish them all a Happy Thanksgiving
So the ship moved slowly toward Whitefish Bay
Until it was the middle of the night
Then it might of split up, or capsized
And down went the crew of the Edmund Fitzgerald
The November witch did loudly bray
Because twenty nine lives had been taken away
on a November day of 1975
Which will be remembered for a very long time
As soon as the catastrophe came to be known
On the faces of the wives and the sons and the daughters
The church bell cried in Detroit town
Good heavens, the Edmund Fitzgerald has gone down
And the ship that was built in Cleveland
Filled all the people's hearts with sorrow
And made them for to turn pale
Because none of the crew were saved to tell the tale
How this disaster happened on that November day
Which will be remembered for a very long time
It must have been an awful sight
To witness the ship sink in the dusky moonlight
While the November Witch did laugh, and the angry did bray
Of the good ship the Edmund Fitzgerald
Oh ill fated ship the Edmund Fitzgerald
I must now conclude my lay
By telling the world fearlessly without the least dismay
That your hull would not have given away
Had it not been filled with so much iron ore
At least many sensible men confesses
For the stronger our ships do build
The less chance we have of being killed.
The Edmund Fitzgerald Disaster
Beautiful ship on Lake Superior
The one they call Gitche Gumee
Alas I'm sorry to say
That twenty nine lives had been taken away
Which will be remembered for a very long time
Twas about seven o'clock at night
And the wind blew with all its might
And the main hatchway caved in
And the dark clouds seemed to frown
And the Witch of November came stealin'
I'll take down the Edmund Fitzgerald
When the ship left some mill in Wisconsin
The crew and the captain well seasoned
But the gales of November came slashing
Which put the good ship and crew in peril
And many of the crew with fear did say
I hope God will send us safe across to Whitefish Bay
But when the ship late at night rang its bells
The north wind came loud and angry
And the wires on the ship made a tattletale sound
On that November day
Which will be remembered for a very long time
So the ship sailed on with all its might
And the shore of Whitefish Bay soon in sight
And the crew's heart's felt light
Thinking they would enjoy themselves on Thanksgiving Day
With the friends at home they love most dear
And wish them all a Happy Thanksgiving
So the ship moved slowly toward Whitefish Bay
Until it was the middle of the night
Then it might of split up, or capsized
And down went the crew of the Edmund Fitzgerald
The November witch did loudly bray
Because twenty nine lives had been taken away
on a November day of 1975
Which will be remembered for a very long time
As soon as the catastrophe came to be known
On the faces of the wives and the sons and the daughters
The church bell cried in Detroit town
Good heavens, the Edmund Fitzgerald has gone down
And the ship that was built in Cleveland
Filled all the people's hearts with sorrow
And made them for to turn pale
Because none of the crew were saved to tell the tale
How this disaster happened on that November day
Which will be remembered for a very long time
It must have been an awful sight
To witness the ship sink in the dusky moonlight
While the November Witch did laugh, and the angry did bray
Of the good ship the Edmund Fitzgerald
Oh ill fated ship the Edmund Fitzgerald
I must now conclude my lay
By telling the world fearlessly without the least dismay
That your hull would not have given away
Had it not been filled with so much iron ore
At least many sensible men confesses
For the stronger our ships do build
The less chance we have of being killed.
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