Thanks for the trip back to my younger days. Loved it!
Doc
November 22, 2018 12:15 pm
WOW! Thanks!
This was played by WNEW-FM in NY EVERY Thanksgiving for decades.
This really brought me back – Happy Thanksgiving!
niebo
November 22, 2018 9:30 pm
While I appreciate the “gilded” aspects of the song for whatever merits are touted by whomever and for whatever reason. . . I hate this f***ing song. With a passion. About as much as I hate any song by the guru John Prine. And I do mean HATE, as in jerk the radio out of the dashboard and throw it into oncoming traffic, then go back to find the busted remnant “ashes” and stomp them into dust while drivers-by honk and veer and give me the finger just before they call the cops. THIS song is truly the epitome (ee-pit-oh-mee) of second-rate crap that was used to fulfill a record contract without the slightest regard for social literacy or cultural artistry – it is filler. it is shit. I want my 18 minutes back every time I f***ing hear it – usually over the radio of some co-worker who just loves John Prine AND this repetitive, boring, useless, bullshit song.
Thank you!
See? Traditions.
I mean…
I MEAN…
TBP.
A modern day Group W bench.
How would snow flakes handle the Group W bench?
Thanks for the trip back to my younger days. Loved it!
WOW! Thanks!
This was played by WNEW-FM in NY EVERY Thanksgiving for decades.
This really brought me back – Happy Thanksgiving!
While I appreciate the “gilded” aspects of the song for whatever merits are touted by whomever and for whatever reason. . . I hate this f***ing song. With a passion. About as much as I hate any song by the guru John Prine. And I do mean HATE, as in jerk the radio out of the dashboard and throw it into oncoming traffic, then go back to find the busted remnant “ashes” and stomp them into dust while drivers-by honk and veer and give me the finger just before they call the cops. THIS song is truly the epitome (ee-pit-oh-mee) of second-rate crap that was used to fulfill a record contract without the slightest regard for social literacy or cultural artistry – it is filler. it is shit. I want my 18 minutes back every time I f***ing hear it – usually over the radio of some co-worker who just loves John Prine AND this repetitive, boring, useless, bullshit song.
Just sayin’.
Otherwise, Happy Thanksgiving!