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Scratchbomb TuneGraph: Songs About Fruit as Headgear, 1900-2000
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Category Archives: Tuneage
I’d Rather Have a Fastball in Front of Me than a Frontal Lobotomy
Clayton Kershaw–the Dodgers’ starter for game 1 of the NLCS–looks like a very young, slightly more athletic version of Tom Waits.
I have no joke for this. Believe me, I tried to find one. Maybe it’s just funny enough that a fireballing southpaw resembles the whiskey-soaked bard of hobos, drunks, and drunk hobos. Seriously, look at this pic of Kershaw:
Now peep this pic of a young Tom Waits, back when his voice sounded only slightly demonic:
Not convinced? How ’bout this clip of Mr. Waits on Fernwood 2 Night?
I wonder if Kershaw also lives at the corner of Bedlam and Squalor.
YouTubery Friday: Legion of Rock Stars and Autotune George Brett
It’s Friday! Procrastinate and countdown to happy hour with these lovely bits!
The Friends of Tom forum continues to be a fount of awesome. It was there that FOT icepants posted the video below, which was produced by The Legion of Rock Stars. From their website:
LEGION OF ROCK STARS has freed themselves from the shackles of practicing, instead perfecting a performance technique known as the Pure Pleasure Process.
While listening to songs on headphones equipped with 30dB sound blockers to blot out the outside world, the band plays and sing their hearts out, all while unable to hear themselves.
What this means: They record horrible versions of famous songs, and occasionally sync their versions up with the real videos and post them. YouTube has many LRS reworkings to feast on, but this rendition of Danzig’s “Mother” is probably my favorite (though I also recommend their take on Van Halen’s “Jump”, as it has some “amazing” keyboard and guitar solos in it; their rendition of Journey’s “Any Way You Want It” is also quite hilarious).
Last year, the world cheered as a video surfaced of Baseball Hall of Famer George Brett torturing young Royals players with tales of shitting his pants. It was not really a gotcha video. If anything, it enhanced Mr. Brett’s reputation as a masterful raconteur and a purveyor of awesomeness.
How could this video possibly be improved upon? The way that everything is improved: with autotune. CuzzinLoutie pointed me to the video below, wherein someone has not only autotuned Brett’s poop story, but enhanced his monologue with hilarious visual cues.
This is probably the only good use of autotune ever (other than Autotune the News, of course).