I know it's not a popular view, but Ray Charles' music makes me want to retch.
Blech.
If I end up in hell, Satan will certainly make me listen to Ray Charles, blues music and "classic rock" on permashuffle.
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8 comments:
And Jimmy Buffet, you indie-rock snob.
I can't stand Ray Charles, either. I thought I was the only one.
I can see his music not doing all that much for you, but wtf. That's like saying "James Brown makes me want to retch". I refuse to believe it. In fact, I'll come out so far as to say I think you're both lying through your teeth. If not, you live a sad, sad, miserable, wretched existence. And keep your kids away from my son so he won't be infected with your hate and bile.
- your creeped out friend Steve K.
I have to agree! How anyone could sit through that movie and listen to his music over and over and over, eeeeeeyak!
I don't like Ray Charles, James Taylor or the Rolling Stones.
There. I said it.
Another load off my chest.
Thanks.
Hell for me (if I believed in the concept) would have that "Temperature" song that is in heavy rotation as its theme. *shudder*
Seeing as how I insulted and slandered you two, it's only fair that I let out some deep, dark, secrets of my own:
Johnny Cash was boring beyond belief. I used to think having DUM, da da DUM, da da DUM, da da DUM as the rhythm for EVERY FREAKIN' SONG was the problem,and that he would be great if only he would write some decent arrangements for his songs, but the Rick Rubin stuff was, if anything, even less tolerable.
As if that wasn't creepy and unAmerican enough, I have to fight back tears every time I hear the sweet, sweet harmonies of the Indigo Girls. I <3 the Indigo Girls.
I also think Alanis Morrisette is a genius. And Jimmy Buffet is pretty darn cool, too, in my book.
- Steve K.
You are all soul-less idiots.
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