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Some people think little girls should be seen but not heard, but I say, O Bondage, Up Yours! -- X-Ray Spex |
Sunday, January 31, 1999 Magoo and McGee I finally placed it. A bit over a year ago, the Music Editor at the college paper gave me two CDs to review: The Best of Twisted Tunes, Vol. 1 & 2, by Bob Rivers. I was optimistic, at first. This came from the creator of Twisted Christmas, which I tend to put into heavy rotation each December. But they are bad. If this is the "best" of Twisted Tunes, I shudder to think what the merely average offerings are like. Essentially, these CDs are a collection of the sort of song parodies that are a mainstay of morning-zoo type radio shows. When about that day's news, they're entertaining. It's fun to hear a song parody whipped up on the spot, and one doesn't hold them to a particularly high standard. Putting them on a CD is another story altogether. A few tracks aren't bad. Too many of them are. There is an inordinate stress on corpulence and defecation as prime sources of humor. Much of it isn't very funny. In short, I panned them. To finally get to the point, one of the better tracks, on Volume 2, is "Mr. Magoo." Which, as it turns out, is a parody of Janis Joplin's "Me and Bobby McGee." I can now rest easy.
My surprise favorite from Women in Rock is turning out to be a track called "O Bondage, Up Yours!" from a short-lived British group called X-Ray Spex. I haven't figured out most of the lyrics yet, but how can one hear that title without smiling, I ask you? (Okay, it's not really my absolute favorite, but it's a fun little track that I'd never ever heard of before. And I'm glad I've heard it now.)
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