I'm having a supremly bad day. So bad, in fact, it started yesterday. Possibly, even sometime last year. Evidence has shown that I haven't had a good day since roughly 2004. My stress level right now is so high they I think I may head may actually explode before lunch.
So, to try and calm myself I'm going to make a controversial statement:
Funk #48 is the superior Funk. Funk #49 is simply not as good. Sorry, no samples. You'll have to do the research on your own.
Also, while we're at it Dire Straits peaked with the song "Skateaway" and have never done anything as good. Jimi Hendrix's Band of Gypsys could have been better than the Experience based solely on the song "Who Knows". The Lyres deserve more attention. Richard Hell showed his genius with "Blank Generation" (sound sucks, but it's important). You've never heard of The Pop Group but OK GO owes them royalties. In the future political and other decisions will be based completely on opinion polls.
And, finally, today marks the 10th anniversary of the death of Carl Wilson. You should miss him:
That is all. For now, this is where I go.
Screw it. My hero of the week deserves a solo shot too.
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