He closed his eyes, grabbed the mic stand, dipping it, and crooned into the mic, his deep baritone boomed, “I’m not your mother, son. I’m just a cumberbund.” He wanted to stop, but as the adage goes, the show must go on, if’n you want to get paid. Fifteen years ago, he wrote this song on a dare, and it went on to become a huge hit. He still had payments on his second Mercedes, the ex-wife, not the car, so he continued to sing. The part of the crowd who cared, cheered as if their lives depended on it. The other 97% went on with their lives, staring dumbly at their phones.
Today’s mash up is literally translated, a steam-powered dildo from “Naked Lunch” and a servant of the temple’s hair. Go and figure.
Did you know that Camila Cabello was a contestant on the second season of the American version of The X Factor?
Did you know that Camila Cabello won a 2018 Radio Disney Music Award?
Did you know that Adele is short for Adele Laurie Blue Adkins?
Did you know that Adele won a Grammy for “Skyfall”?
Did you know that trivia is defined as details, considerations, or pieces of information of little importance or value?
Growing up, I wanted to be a Pip. Not just any Pip, but the Pip in the middle. He appeared to be the Moe of the Pips, the leader, the guy who was not afraid to smack the other Pips in the back of the head with a vicious slap or a lead pipe, and say, “Spread out, numbskulls.”
In the early 1970s, Gladys Knight & The Pips performed “Midnight Train To Georgia” on the Grammy Awards. I was mesmerized by their rhythmic sidesteps, graceful hip swivels. and orchestrated finger snaps, as well as the large bouncing afros. So bad ass. The topper was the simulation of that midnight train, the three Pips like playful engineers pulling the whistle and singing, woo hoo. Sure, Gladys Knight was amazing, but without the Pips, she can only be Gladys Knight.