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Merry whatever you celebrate, and X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X O X. Because if you didn't think Def Leppard could be more glamorous than they originally were, think again, suckas.
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posted by 
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In each eye there is an apple/ Buried there before the eye/ And out of sockets come the branches/ And from the branches dangle I ❦ Will Oldham, “God’s Small Song”
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68 Comments:
Ah, Def Leppard! True rock of ages...
1:18 AM
i nailed the neighbour's dog to a crucifix in honour of jesus. i feel whole again...
3:43 AM
nailed offers too many euphemisms.
Otherwise, merry on!
4:17 AM
The size of the hammer doesn't matter. It's the quality of the nail.
7:53 AM
nailed, nailed, Nailed!. euphemisms, euphemisms, eu-phem-ism-zzzzzS.
(hammer.)
8:49 AM
Gimme a drill. And why hasn't anyone poured some sugar on me yet?
9:01 AM
It may well be the best Def Leppard remix in the Def Leppard category, but is Def Leppard any good? Then again, I am sure to be prejudicial. I can't name a single song of theirs. Thumbs up for this as a Christmas post idea!
"Nailed"...I just discovered recently that it can have a sexual meaning. Sounds very macho. Would this be the sense it's used in Def Leppard?
Hope you are having a wonderful Christmas day!
9:04 AM
I got an antique maul for Christmas and a couple of shirts. Praise Jesus. and warm and fuzzys to ya'll. My self I am going to ponder my new antique maul. JW
9:21 AM
Well, Wisty, the Lep isn't for every girl. But for me, they bring back fond memories of high school dances. Like wondering what to do while my partner's writhing on the gym floor, playing his air guitar. Do you just sort of continue to dance around him?
Josh:
Be careful with that maul!
9:33 AM
Happy Christmas to you as well!
Cheers,
Anne-Marie
12:52 PM
ing -- pouring some Christmas sugar on you as I type!
3:43 PM
Def Lep recorded well they are clean sounding turned up to 11! Have drill will travel...HaHa
5:04 PM
Bump and grind, teeny bopper, and dance on top of yer beau!
Big hair, though, requires a special license. Check at the door.
5:44 PM
Yep, I remember this stuff, takes me waaay back! And as far as pouring sugar on you, I could crumble up some sugar cookies to pour on you!xoxoLisa
6:44 PM
i dig Def Lepperd man. reggae rules...
11:47 PM
I reserve any opinion about Def Leppard however I noticed Yma Sumac & Huun Huur Tu in yer music profile! Girl! GIRL!!!
4:25 AM
ticharu:
Yma Sumac -- the voice of the sun gods. And a four-octave range, my god . . . It's uncanny.
Huun-Huur-Tu -- I saw these guys live at a teeny little venue in Felton, California, and live, they practically knocked my beer out of my hand. Infuckingcredible. Aside from their voices, I think their coolest instrument is the dazhaanning khavy, which is a rattle made from sheep kneebones and a bull scrotum. I love saying "sheep kneebones."
Def Lep -- can I have some cheese on that cracker? Make it the kind of cheese that comes in a can, please.
8:44 AM
The strangest thing happened to me this morning. I woke up and the sun was streaming in through the windows and I was buried in a mountain of sparkling sugar. Matty, Nabonidus, ginab: did you sneak in through the air vents again while I was sleeping?
9:32 AM
Did you get your wings, stamped MNG?
12:42 PM
Def Leppard! I loved their version of "Wind Beneath my WIngs"!
1:47 PM
Seeing Huun Huur Tu would be a real treat! I understand Yma made some film appearences, but I've not seen them either. I'm looking...
4:12 PM
ginab:
Yes, and my halo, too.
Josh:
Me too, me too! Did I ever tell you you're my heeee-eee-roooooo?
Chuck:
Ew!
Crush:
Good for patching the pipes in that dark basement, I presume.
Omar:
You've been wrong before, don't be wrong anymore.
Ticharu:
Me too! Yma Sumac's got those great silent-film-star eyes.
JJ:
Whatever floats your boat, I guess.
12:12 AM
I downloaded a piece by ACD called 'pipedream' (I think) it was great anyway, kinda like the Residents and Ween. Thanks for pointing them out!
4:20 AM
Chuck- projectile vomit the holiday meal!
Ing- sorry. I am glad you got your wings!
Matt and nabonidus-howdy partners!
Jane-(try Bach).
7:41 AM
Hey Ing! Thanks for your comments on my Imprint Memories post!
Hope you had a great Holiday & am looking forward to hearing more from you in 2006.
Beep-Beep & Beep-Beep Yeah! Ed
10:28 AM
Gina, Country & Western music does nothing for me...
12:27 PM
Jane, neither does your humor.
barrump-ump!
12:48 PM
Dang!
2:23 PM
Chuck: a little too tight, yes.
Gina: heyyyy - oooooh!
6:56 PM
Jesus, Chuck, quit primping your mullet and change!
9:17 PM
One of my favorite deaf leper lyrics!
Drunken ferry boat woman
swayin' on your sea
if I turn on the gasfire
by the rain rattled window
won't you sail over to me
The hail storm tumbles
the rail line rumbles
you move in the porch with me
on an overcast day
the pale winter city
an afternoon's debauchery
Your blouse your skirt
I'll undo them so gentle
with beautiful care
I'm a lonely man
with five bottles of wine
I'd like you to share
The hail storm tumbles
the rail line rumbles
you move through the doors with me
on an overcast day
the pale winter city
an afternoon's debauchery
Orange street light
afternoon becomes night
you drink your wine from a mug
there's cats at the backdoor
the snow is two inches
you roll down your tights on the rug
The hail storm tumbles
the rail line rumbles
you lie on the floor with me
come closer my love
I'm badly in need
of an afternoon's debauchery
9:58 PM
Why Josh Williams, I do declare, if I didn't know full well that Joe Elliott of Def Leppard wrote "Debauchery" for the woman he later married, Candi Centura, I'd think you posted those lyrics just for me, and I'd be swooning.
11:19 PM
I just listened to some squashed snipits of nmh at the Barnes & Noble site, not a fair hearing, but they remind me of Syd Barrett, so that makes them OK.
I must admit, I didn't hear much popular music during the 80's or the 90's, classical mostly...
3:22 AM
muy, muy romantica.
5:52 AM
Tich:
I never listened to classical at all. Wish I'd grown up in a musical family.
ginab:
isn't it, though?
11:17 AM
That forign guy on Amazon with all the David Gray reviews is a fraud.
1:36 PM
Hey-yo!
Testing, one, two, three...
no anon-psycho here.
good.
Check your Email tho my dear.
1:58 PM
Man, you think you know people, and then it turns out that you don't. Sorry, Josh. He had me fooled, too.
2:19 PM
Frauds, geezuz, they're every where pretended to be otherwise and elsewhere and in the know with so-and-so and diving in without getting nary a hair wet and walking off eating hearts while teeing up. Lily whites, I call them. Lily Whites.
3:43 PM
ing: I would have written sooner but I had a deadline from Amazon on a review of Old Man and the Sea. It left me pretty much spent. Sorry about the fraud reviewer, I didnt mean to bust your bubble. JW
7:02 PM
South Richmond Hill, NY
9:13 PM
"Contempt Beneath My Wings" -- HA!
3:32 AM
nice spots...
5:07 AM
Yeah...spots before my eyes and nothing else, in Netscape. Give us our eyes!
I AM working out today. I am I am I am.
Today. Wooo!
contempt, I like that.
8:32 AM
I am not a netscaper and I can't read it either. I tried too, for a half hour and now I hvae a headache;)
10:12 AM
Weird -- on my Mac, the spots weren't directly under the text. Okay, back to the original, and thanks.
11:06 AM
Whew.
1:22 PM
Okay I can see it now.
1:34 PM
Anyone in the market from a dead cow? FOP Australia
1:57 PM
Hey, Ing, just dropping by to say "hi." Heading over to the city for a couple of days to whoop in the New Year. Hope yours is crowded with life-stuff and material but no lonely surfers, oy?
11:16 PM
What's wrong with lonely surfers, oy?
12:11 AM
Looking for a donation of 864 (at least) commodes. Can anyone help me? Its for a very important global experiment I am working on,very cool stuff going on here.
2:40 PM
Everything looked great on my iBook. ???
I am really wanting some Def L right now. I hear iTunes calling me back to the 80's!!! ...and, I guess some of the 90's, huh?
4:13 PM
weird is I have an iBook, but I cannot kick it with the Def L.
Now I'm crying on Ing's blog.
WaauuuuuuggghHHHH!
5:58 PM
Matty:
It looks great because I fixed something that didn't look great on everyone else's computer. Alles gut.
Def Lep, yes, creates a neat nostalgia, but o lordy I need to post something new. Which, soon.
Happy New Year, y'all.
1:11 AM
ginab:
You won't have to kick it for much longer, sweets. Oh, and I'll meet you at ginab's to tell you about auld lang syne.
Josh:
I'm rounding up as many commodes as I can accommodate, but the pristine ones are a rare commodity. You're the man with the millions. Can't you get that hunky Roscoe kid to rope 'em in? I was thinking that I could supervise. . .
1:16 AM
I was just comin' around this morning to wish you a happy new year, and saw the link, thanks Ing!
6:25 AM
Went 'spinning' this morning. Yikes!
Talk about kickin' it. And there's something profound about looking for the eye of the storm, so to speak, amid the breathing and the this and the sweating and the that, while listening to "Dancing in the Dark". Must be the most mindless lyrics of auld.
but show me the syne, Ing.
7:27 AM
Def Leppard was my mom's favorite band...I even know tracks on their first album;"On Through The Night."
Thank you for letting me indulge my hard rock smoking section chick side!
Happy New Year!
8:04 AM
I need a bell helicopter and 24 landing pads. You done so well with the toilets. Thanks in advance and Happy New Year JWW
8:35 AM
Coming in at 69 tales to clott the blood...
All my loving cold wet hands... dishwater, nothing less, mas authenticas, por los nuevo anos!
gracias mi compenara favorita,
g+bb
2:21 PM
Elaine:
Def Leppard was worried that if they called themselves "Deaf Leopard," people would assume they were a punk band, rather than the metal balladeers at whom we threw our Ms. Pac Man panties.
7:12 PM
Gina:
Happy, happy happy! I'm finally going to see Brokeback Mountain tonight, then it's off to a party.
I hope my friend Dirty Sanchez doesn't show up. I owe him twenty bucks.
7:15 PM
Happiest!
And, yeah, no...please what's his face, do not show up!
nothing like crying in the new year!
I hope you dance your shoes off! Sounds like a plan...go get'em doll!
10:43 PM
Gener:
I'm back, the bartender was most generous with the shots, everything was sparkly but blurred, the buses were free and the windows were fogged and I saw among other things a man with an unlit cigarette in his mouth sporting pajamas, my ass is grass, the table's set, there are leftovers in the freeze if you wan', I'm slurrrrring, pogue mahone, frijoles cahones y huevos, o man am I going to regret this in the morn, at the movie I regrettably bawled my eyes out which rendered me all puffy but maybe that's a kind of look? Anyhoo, the roomate and I raised a cup o' kindness to you and to Rachel, and a "whateva, you don't call" to a certain gentleman from Wales.
Peace, love, and ibuprofin,
2:15 AM
Ingy, Ingy, Ingy...cold compress to the bowling ball for a head this new years day. No football for you!
I feel fine. Two glasses of champagne only...and a little joy, is all, at home...driving my neighbors nuts by playing and replaying "Naive Melody". I had a dream about David Byrne. He wore a crazy colored jacket and a paper hat. He was about to sing to me...and he was so near I could have signed his nose, but Bea Bea pushed her nose into my hand...needing to do the duty. And she did proudly. Hunching, looking more solid, less mister frosty or dairy whip, every day.
Now that's an image would make you, hungover or not, want to avert your eyes, close them, pat the compress, lean back, and sleep.
10:43 AM
ing,
Happy New Year!! I wish you all the best in the coming year.
(It starts to sound insincere after a while, but I really do mean it. You are very cool and I hope you find whatever will make you deliriously happy this year.)
Jack
12:53 PM
Sail Away:
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
Crazy skies all wild above me now
Winter howling at my face
And everything I held so dear
Disappeared without a trace
Oh all the times I've tasted love
Never knew quite what I had
Little Darling if you hear me now
Never needed you so bad
Spinning round inside my head
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
I've been talking drunken gibberish
Falling in and out of bars
Trying to find some explanation here
For the way some people are
How did it ever come so far
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
Repeat chorus This was the David Gray listened to while everyone sang along in Galway 1999 . I think he was off key, judging from my pitch.
9:19 PM
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