No. In fact, heck no.

[saffronhare]

Pandora just tossed up a glorious failure of a song pick. I've got it playing on "When Did You Fall" radio, which is all about swooning romance. (so sue me) Anyway, all of a sudden, there's this poodly-dang-dang plinking and yodeling. The song -- and I shit you not -- was actually called "Whoopee Ti Yi Yo."* I couldn't click Thumbs Down fast enough.

::headdesk::

"Waltz for Crystele" is playing now (Seven Nations), so that's better.

*If you like that sort of thing, the song was performed by Ian Tyson (who is almost certainly a decent fellow) on an album called Old Corrals and Sagebrush.

Comments

[zylch.livejournal.com]

As in, "Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little doogies, whoopee ti yi yo, something something -ome, whoopee ti yi yo, git along little doogies, for you know Wyoming will be your new home"? That is scary.

yup, sort of

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

As in that sort of sound, but a different song entirely. Just using that phrase.

Must be a day for apalling lyrics

[zylch.livejournal.com]

In the impossible to make up and too horrible to not share department, my bluegrass station just threw these words out there: "I stand about as much chance as a possum crossin' a six-lane."

Re: Must be a day for apalling lyrics

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

Oh, you totally win this one.

Useless Trivia

[fionnabhar.livejournal.com]

Ian Tyson is the Ian of Ian and Sylvia, the folk group from the Sixties. He wrote "Four Strong Winds" for Neil Young and "Someday Soon" for a bunch of people.

Having so many brain cells devoted to this sort of information is the reason I'll never win a Nobel prize in nuclear physics.