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^^^^^^^^^^^^^^"Really awful is more interesting to listen to than pretty good" - Eno
"We gave her most of our lives.... never a thought for ourselves..."
"We only wanted to be loved"
(always taken it to be meant as a clinging motherly or grandmotherly voice, a mixture of sponge and limpet... although others bits of the lyric suggests it's more about the mutual braindeath of matrimony: Rotten's last stand of cynicism before hitching up with Nora, for life)
"Nigel's whole future is as good as planned"
And now for something completely different...
Ray Davies playing truant from his role as Head of the Family, keeping his head down and turning a blind eye...
I am sure there's other examples of the parental voice in the Kinks songbook, must be something on Village Green Preservation...
Not a parental voice but perhaps a social surrogate for the parental - the congressman in "Summertime Blues" - "like to help you son, but you're too young to vote"
Harry Chapin of course...
Not forgetting Cat Stevens's "Father and Son"
Maternal voice internalized as spectral super-ego, not heard but invoked in "Triad"
I love you too
And I don't really see
Why can't we go on as three
You are afraid, embarrassed too
No one has ever said such a thing to you
Your mother's ghost stands at your shoulders
A face like ice, a little bit colder
Saying to you, you cannot do that
It breaks all the rules, you learned in school
But I don't really see
Why can't we go on as three
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update 12/2 late night
Lots of good suggestions in the comments, but this one I remembered myself - it dramatizes a dispute between a dad and his fruity, freaky glam-rock loving kid.
The full skit below concerns a teenager (Tommy Chong) who wakes up and listens to a song by "Alice Bowie" (Cheech Marin) and then his father (also played by Marin) yells at him to get ready for school and they have a fight.
[song]
My mamma talkin' to me, tryna to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her 'cause my head is like a sieve
My daddy, he disowned me 'cause I wear my sister's clothes He caught me in the bathroom in a pair of pantyhose My basketball coach, he's done kicked me off the team For wearing high-heeled sneakers and acting like a queen (queen)
The world's comin' to an end, I don't even care As long as I can have a limo and my orange hair And it don't bother me if people think I'm funny 'Cause I'm a big rock star, and I'm making lots of money Money, money, money, money, money I'm so bloody rich, I own apartment buildings and shopping center And I only know three chords, watch me burn you fools
[skit starts]
I said turn that thing down and get ready for school Hey, what are you trying to do? You ruined my record, man, I just bought it I don't care what you just bought You get your little fanny perpendicular and get ready for school I'm not going to school What do you mean you're not going to school?
It's what I said, I'm not going to school And why not? Because I'm sick, that's why not Sick, you're sick, all right What's wrong with you now, prince charming? I got an earache
Earache, my eye, how would you like a butt ache? Now, get your little fanny out of that bed and clean up this room It looks like a pigsty, you hear me?
(oinking sounds)
All right, that's enough, that's enough You pushed me far enough, young man, you're gettin' punished Now stand up, no I said stand up!
Ah, let go of my hair, man Now, young man, I have talked to you and talked to you and talked to you Til' I'm blue in the face, and I'm done talking to you Good, does that mean you're done spitting on me, too? Shut up, I'm not done talking to you, now turn around and bend over Or what are you going to do, you pervert?
Pervert? What are you snobby little Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow Oh, shut up, I haven't even touched you yet Now I want you to know this is gonna hurt you a lot more than it's going to hurt me Oh wow, that didn't even hurt Oh, yeah?
Oh, wow, what are you trying to do, tickle me? Tickle you? Yeah, I'll tickle you, ow! Oh, is that tickle, huh? Come on, I'll tickle Come on, lock it up, honey, come on Oh no more, no more
All right, now you're gonna do what I tell ya? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You gonna talk back to me? Yeah, yeah,
what? I mean no, no, no, no, no Alright, now you get your clothes on and get your little butt ready for school right now Do you understand?
Yeah, alright
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Update: 12/ 3
how could I forget this one?
sourced in this anti-drug single (as mentioned in the comments)
This clip of a rock festival from a Soviet cartoon must surely be anti-Western-decadence propaganda.... It couldn't possibly be meant to be attractive and exciting? Could it?
It's from Sergey Yutkevich and Anatoliy Karanovich's "Mayakovsky Laughs," which also has a scene involving drugs and hallucinations
The rock festival bit reminded me of Lemmings by National Lampoon - a 1973 stage show as well as a record, mocking the mindless squalor of the mass gatherings of the era
Also reminded tangentially of this Whistle Test spoof from Rutland Weekend Television
Then there's this, which actually rocks, despite the parodic intent
Any more for any more?
Yes there's Neil the Hippy, and there's Rock Follies - particularly interested in Old Wave excess recoiled from with a crypto-conservative squeamishness
