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Sorry, just not a fan of terrible music. Please keep your evangelical crap to yourself.

Preferred: Hey San Diego!

Before any youngens go self-pleasuring about how they knoe INXS or U2, the 80's were just shite- a decade where it's incapsulates had to f'n survive frickin terrible concepts about hair-metal, chicks with three-foot-tall hair, somehow an awful pass from 1971 synthesizer to 1986 synthesizer, and what a handoff that was. Early 1970's cocaine superstars making unplugged comebacks but then the 90's struck. And all that got to go rot in hell (until the managers of all the coked-out 70's superstars and other horrific acts got their claws back into the action)

I know they had several other bigger hits, but these are my 2 faves.

This was pretty good:

A lot of fun stuff in here. Just throwing out my own Pink Floyd preferences- I absolutely LOVE the Syd Barrett Floyd. It was very weird but so not so heavy as later Floyd became. I love Animals(very heavy but ***** amazing), and Meddle- entrenched in a moment, but beautifully well done. I ***** HATE The Wall. If I never hear a single moment from that album again, your life will be a better place. What a stupid, depressing, solutionless piece of pomposity. On that cheery note, how's about a band that really was pretty ***** good, but stood: I still think this is one of the greatest albums of the 80's. The whiny later stuff is whoa bad.

Adieu mon bon monsieur. I recently lost my Pop. He was a Korean War vet, and being one of the youngest of his family and friends, I've watched an era gradually disappear. I suppose I'll carry an appreciation for a time I never knew through knowing them, but it really sucks experiencing the feeling of an entire era just fading off. I had an uncle who parachuted behind German lines on D-Day, three who fought in Sicily, and my Pop volunteered, yes volunteered, as an Air Force control tower operator, to sit on top of frozen Korean mountains to guide lost airplanes home. His father had a speakeasy in eastern PA, and once WWII broke out, he had my pop and other kids run out to the trains to give the outbound troops sandwiches, and I'm sure booze haha. I'm glad Mr.Clary was able to find some outlet after what he went through, and hope us future generations can avoid snuffing each other out because gas hit 4.29 a gallon.

Oh c'mon... we're the frackin' Bills- no it doesn't.

Those refs were atrocious. We get hit out of bounds multiple times, earhole tackled, facemask tackled, late hits on QB... nothing. We brush an arm past a facemask in coverage- called. Nothing-hold- called. Even the make-good calls went against us.

That wouldn't insure Elon Musk's favorite back pimple. Do you think the person who invented the 6 Million Dollar Man's jumping sound effect still receives royalties?

Gross. Was that autocorrect?

butt butt butt...

I love a metric *****-ton of music made before and after, and imho that version of 'My Generation' is the pinnacle of the entirety of rock music- I've just never heard anything else soar quite that high. The build, the pinnacle, the plunge off the cliff Entwistle Moon pure gorgeous ferocity. Chilling. I have a couple playing copies and a sealed original press... so I guess I'm a fan of the album haha

Just caught The Who tonight. Full disclosure- I absolutely love The Who, and have no doubt Pete Townshend's songwriting, and Keith Moon's extraordinary approach to life beyond helped me become the lovable person I am today. I believe they are both well into their 70's, and Entwistle and Moon are gone, but they put on a helluva show. A lot of Tommy up front, then a bunch of 80's stuff (Daltrey acknowledged the 80's wasn't the bands best decade, but they did it anyway), then went into some very good Quadrophenia. I didn't want the show to end, and my voice is pretty well gone. It wasn't 'Live at Leeds', but hell yeah I'd go to that show again.

Sweet young thing... grunge

Hey San Diego!

I don't know that I give a ***** about The Clash, but I believe this song belongs in a time capsule, lest the aliens think it's all just tragically random, our existence.

BTW, those were real F-4U Corsairs, back before things that were real were filmed doing things that really happened. Those aircraft used to fly out of Sylmar, California, back before people used to give a ***** about whether stuff really existed.

I was the sickest my 7 year old body had ever been, buried in a bed for four days straight, but my folks brought me to to watch this show I got to meet Pappy Boyington at an airshow when I was 10. I don't think he was too impressed.