Tuesday Night Open Thread

One of the first songs I could “play” on the piano was part of “Heart and Soul.” Now, to be clear, I can’t play the piano. And what I’m calling “playing” is actually one finger hitting of notes in the approximate correct time. I’m no musician.

But, just because I can’t play music doesn’t mean I don’t like music. And because I can sort of play parts of “Heart and Soul” I do kinda like the song. And maybe you do, too.

Have you ever heard the original recording of it?

[The YouTube]

Now, what about you? What would you like to talk about? It’s Tuesday Night Open Thread and you have the floor.

What’s on your mind?

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  1. I feel this might have been missed so I am reposting. My apologies for my ego. [Fixed typos as well]

    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul [That Donald Trump is on a Roll]

    Sung By Teddy

    This is what happened to make me see the light
    we were getting dissed by every ol’ Liberal site.
    But it ain’t been the same since election night
    Donald beat that low-life, I thought it was divine
    and while we won the vote you know
    The Dems still thought they ran the show
    But Trump started tweetin’, he was on a roll
    The Dems knew they’ve been beat
    So it turned into a good time

    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll

    My head used to swim from the comments, I felt
    Our plan was fumbled our chances began to melt
    We’d lose our seats with the hand Donald dealt
    Reporters shouted in our ears for the past we will pine
    Got back to home put the internet on
    Hoped Trump wouldn’t be posting our swan song
    but Americans are smarter than Libs are aware
    They felt pretty good
    It’s getting better all the time

    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll

    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll
    Hot tweetin’ – Bless my soul
    That Donald Trump is on a Roll

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    • I actually had already scheduled the post for this song for 8 pm Wed.

      Then I got distracted by a shiny object, and forgot to leave a comment to that effect in the previous thread.

      Sorry about that. I’ll do better with my communications going forward

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  2. I watched that little video that started this thread

    How symbolic for Basil — Harvey — FrankJ — and all of the imaginary IMAO crew — to transform something (such as this tune) from something mundane into something so captivating and so grounded in history.. Truly uplifting! Truly inspiring. . . Truly uniting.

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  3. Heart and Soul, eh!? Soooo we’re posting songs tonight eh!? Well that part of me which is totally evil has caused me to post this song for this tonight’s Open Thread! Muhahahahaha, enjoy…if you can.

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  4. Another entry for the Nuker’s “Crammy” awards (which shoulda gone to Beyonce):
    .

    On a long, loathsome slope
    East and West Coast lies
    You can listen to Deplorables
    And text out one long sigh
    Because you don’t care for their money
    Just for things that it can buy

    But your thoughts will soon be wandering
    The way they always do
    When you proxy-serve 1600
    Pennsylvania Avenue
    Massaging the elections
    And you wish that they were through

    Hear our I.M.’s
    On the phone again
    Here we go
    Texting rage
    Here we go
    Revealing our true intent
    No one knows
    Strzok and Page

    When you walk into a hornet’s nest
    Strung up by your bros
    And you feel the eyes upon you
    As you’re sucking up to foes
    You pretend it doesn’t bother you
    But you just want to expose . . .

    Sometimes you can’t sway the rubes
    Other times you can
    With those same old cliches,
    “Is he a Russian or the Klan?”
    And you’ve always seen Obama
    As an ideal Manchurian

    Hear I.M.’s
    On the phone again
    Here we go
    Opening the cage
    Here we go
    Revealing true intent
    Here we go
    Strzok and Page

    Up there in the spotlight
    You’re a million miles away
    Every hint of NSA
    You try to squirrel away
    As the stuff pours out your body
    Like The New York Times today

    Later on that evening
    As you lie to talking heads
    With the echoes of the media
    — Because it bled, it led
    And you stoke the day’s last Reichstag
    Remembering what she said:

    Hear I.M.’s
    On the phone again
    Here we go
    Texting rage
    Here we go
    Seal our records, now
    Here we go
    Strzok and Page

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      • For those who like Bob Seger:

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        I’m a rogue state. I know you’re wary
        I know your plans don’t include me
        Still here we are, both of us ronery
        Longing for Shelties — it’s all that we eat
        Why should we worry? Obama didn’t care, world
        Locked on our targets so far away
        We’ve got tannite, who needs tomorrow?
        We’ve got tannite, babe
        Whine, U.S.A.

        Compared to Seoul
        I’ve been so ronery
        All of my hopes, fading away
        Ran out of food, like everyone else does
        I know I’ll keep searching, even after today
        So there it is, world: I’ve said it all now
        Socialist enclave — what can I say?
        We’ve got tannite, who needs tomorrow?
        We’ve got tannite, babe
        Whine, U.S.A.

        [Spoken:] I know it’s late, I know you’re weary
        I know your plans don’t include me [/Spoken]
        Still here we are, both of us ronery
        Both of us ronery
        We’ve got tannite, who needs tomorrow?
        Let’s make a blast, let’s find a way
        Turn out is light, come take my land now
        We’ve got tannite, babe
        Whine, U.S.A.

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