50 years ago today, the Edmund Fitzgerald went down

[Just Jack]

 

[DD4Bills]

 

[US Egg]

One of the truly great story songs in popular music. It sort of hangs in the air after listening.

[ExiledInIllinois]

The boat had leaky hatches.

 

But... It wasn't the deckhand's fault.

 

https://www.mlive.com/news/2025/11/into-the-deep-one-mans-descent-to-the-edmund-fitzgerald.html

 

 

[Mike in Horseheads]

6 hours ago, ExiledInIllinois said:

The boat had leaky hatches.

 

But... It wasn't the deckhand's fault.

 

https://www.mlive.com/news/2025/11/into-the-deep-one-mans-descent-to-the-edmund-fitzgerald.html

 

 

When I saw this thread I knew you'd make a appearance. 

[Simon]

9 hours ago, US Egg said:

One of the truly great story songs in popular music. It sort of hangs in the air after listening.

 

Definitely a haunting number.

 

 

Old Ella felt bad, she didn't know what she had

So she went down to see the old doctor.

She tried to drop a load, but the tests they all showed

An obstruction had gone up and blocked 'er.

 

The doctor stood back and looked at that ass crack,

Each butt cheek the size of a barrel.

He slipped on his gloves and he pushed and he shoved

In the rectum of Ella Fitzgerald.

 

The search began strong: with some barbecue tongs

He pulled out two plums and a melon.

He then cried "Oh Lord" as he plucked out a gourd,

And it looked just like Ian McKellan.

And Lordy, that gourd it was smellin'.

He stumbled and then almost fell in.

And what he'll find next there's no tellin'.

 

That gaping crevasse that was old Ella's ass

Was a dark and forboding prospectus.

He found two payphones, old Glen Miller's trombone,

And the skull of a ***** erectus.

 

And over there on the side, Jimmy Hoffa had died

And he lay there all stinking and rotten.

Then George Bush sent in troops to parade through the poop

In the search for Osama bin Ladin.

 

After one more good poke, the tongs they were broke,

So he called for a pick and a shovel.

He tried to be brave as he looked in that cave

And he said "Lads, we might be in trouble...

 

We're going inside of a hole brown and wide

With an atmosphere surely not sterile.

So strap on your mask, and we'll finish the task

In the rectum of Ella Fitgerald."

 

He reached in that muck and he pulled out a duck,

Seven pheasants, a goose and a gander;

A scale model train and an ultralight plane

And a rusted but working belt sander.

Then later, a used lunar lander.

 

Their luck would soon change when they hired a crane

And they pulled out that broken bulldozer.

The people all cheered for her ass was now clear

And the only job left was to close her.

 

The fart that was cut when that ####### slammed shut

Put the whole of the city in peril.

I've heard it be said sixteen men were struck dead

By the rectum of Ella Fitzgerald.


 

[Marcus Aurelius]

The song "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" by Gordon Lightfoot has an interesting construction. It lacks a chorus and uses a repeating melody to narrate this haunting episode of Great Lake history.

Edited 4 hours ago by Marcus Aurelius

[ExiledInIllinois]

2 hours ago, Mike in Horseheads said:

When I saw this thread I knew you'd make a appearance. 

I was gonna start the thread but was too late.

 

😆... Should done it anyway to troll management.😉

 

 

[Mike in Horseheads]

1 hour ago, ExiledInIllinois said:

I was gonna start the thread but was too late.

 

😆... Should done it anyway to troll management.😉

 

 

Management is crabby lately lol