Category Archives: Music

Nutmeg State of Mind

This is Connecticut’s take on “Empire State of MInd” by Jay-Z and Alicia Keys. Enjoy!

I up out that Enfield
Now I’m down in Deep River
Right by the beaches, but I’ll be port forever
I’m the new Lobo and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
Used to cop in Meriden, rolling right by Illiano’s
Drivin’ down on West Main, brought me back to that McDonald’s
Ended up in Bloomfield, down Blue Hills Avenue
Catch me goin’ Downtown, fams coming after you
Cruisin’ down 84, off black ‘Cedes
Drivin’ so slow just to check out ladies
Took it up to Mansfield, where I met my man Geno
Now he up on billboards, every time I’m playin’ Keno
Say what up to Ky-Ky, still sippin’ mai-tai
Reppin’ the Dirty, Yanks and Sox give me high five
Player I be decked out, slicker than I’ll ever be
Tell by my jersey that I’m most definitely from

Hartford, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothing you can’t do
When you’re in Hartford
Autumn leaves will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Yes only in Hartford, Hartford, Hartford

Catch me at the XL Center at a Whalers game
Shit, I make the Whalers hat more famous than the Whalers can
You should know I bleed blue, but I ain’t from UConn
Splitting my verses so much quicker than a neutron
Welcome to the melting pot, corners where they sellin’ rock
Acapulco Gold and shit, Main and Pearl is the spot
Metro Cab, People’s Cab, Yellow Cab, holla back
Them road ragers in the state don’t even fucking know how to act
8 million pizzas, Pepe’s where they bake it
Traffic is so graphic, half of y’all won’t make it
Me, I gotta stay focused, get it made in the shade
I’m paying my boy Niels if Jay’s paying DeWayne Wade
Two casinos, thirty tech firms
Final Four Parade, rest in peace Kate Hepburn
Ashley and Sigourney
Long live the World Trade
Long live the Mark Twain, I’m from the Nutmeg State that’s…

Hartford, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothing you can’t do
When you’re in Hartford
Autumn leaves will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Yes only in Hartford, Hartford, Hartford

Lights is blindin’, them wheels are grindin’
Some fucker kept tailgatin’ me and sidewindin’
Mind the casualties, who choose to ride causally
Then gradually become worse
Don’t fight the traffic, Steve
Caught up in the in-crowd, always in style
And in the winter gets cold, dress warm when you go out
Shall I begin, it’s a city I am in
Good girls gone bad, the city’s filled with them
Tommy took a bus trip, 40-minute bus route
Every time he drivin’, dudes get him cussed out
Hail Mary to the state, and I’m a virgin
New Haven can’t save me, good luck with the merchants
Came here for school, left when taxes took a high rise
Rich people, movie stars, addicted to the limelight
Gampel Pavilion, the home of the Champions
New England’s Rising Star, better buy you an Ambien

Hartford, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothing you can’t do
When you’re in Hartford
Autumn leaves will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Yes only in Hartford, Hartford, Hartford
One hand in the air for Insurance City
Mean streets, bright lights, all lookin’ pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put ya lighters in the air and everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hartford, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothing you can’t do
When you’re in Hartford
Autumn leaves will make you feel brand new
The lights will inspire you
Yes only in Hartford, Hartford, Hartford

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“Pants on the Ground” Video

Welcome to February, all. It is a short month, so let’s not spend a minute of it lollygagging.

Love it or hate it, the “Pants on the Ground” video is becoming a hit online. It all started when “General” Larry Platt of Georgia walked into the American Idol audition session to perform a song. Little did Simon Cowell and company know, the song Platt performed is called “Pants on the Ground,” and the sensation was born!

Here are a few videos of “Pants On the Ground”. Enjoy! You know you wanna….. 🙂

That’s a Wrap for Conan

The end of an era. A ride on the comedy train cut short for one late night mogul. Last night, Conan O’Brien aired his final show as the host of The Tonight Show, serving for only seven months. As I told you earlier, Conan took the $40+ million deal to leave NBC provided that he does not badmouth NBC or its employees.

Jay Leno, the man whom he succeeded, will move back to his old time slot at 11:35 p.m. starting March 1. Fox has been eying CoCo since the Late Night Wars took light, but who knows, even the CW network wanted him. Conan O’Brien is allowed to move to another network, but he can’t start a new late-night show until September.  Check out Conan’s final farewell as Will Ferrell performs “Free Bird” in the video below.

50 Ways to Leave Your Lover

I was jonesin’ around the Internet and have stumbled upon a clip of Paul Simon’s “50 Ways to Leave Your Lover”. He only gives you like four ways in the entire song (click here for lyrics). For example:

There are 50 ways to leave your lover
You just flip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don’t need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free

Excuse me?!! Only 50 ways to leave your lover?!! Bullshit! I’ve got some more:

•  Get another job, Bob.

• Time to shave, Dave.

• Drop your pants, Lance.

• Send her to the warden, Jordan.

• Tell her you’re a geek, Zeke.

• Spray-paint her hair, Claire.

• Piss on her feet, Pete.

• Cheat on him with a sailor, Taylor.

• Kick him in the leg, Peg.

• Feed him to the fish, Trish.

• Keep her cryin’, Brian.

R.I.P. Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson (1958-2009)It has been exactly 72 hours, or 3 full days if you are counting, since Michael Jackson was called home. Even today, every second after Michael Jackson passed away, I cry a little. In case y’all don’t know, Michael Jackson died Thursday June 25, 2009, at a Los Angeles hospital some time after 3:00 p.m. California time. He was 50, and he left a legacy that no one can touch.

What saddens me more is he went too soon. No matter how old you are, you know you’ve been inspired by Michael. He was “everybody’s kid brother”, even during his Jackson 5 days. Others may have thought of him as the uncle who gave them the creeps.

From Bad to Will You Be There?, Michael Jackson’s tunes can be heard all over the world, including Hot 93.7, Kiss 95.7 and WTIC 96.5 here in Connecticut. The flags were lowered to half-staff in Gary, Indiana to pay tribute to their native son Thursday. And this was just hours after Farrah Fawcett of Charlie’s Angels fame died at the same hospital where Michael Jackson had been taken to. Don’t get me wrong, when I heard that Michael had died, I was in a total state of shock. I thought it was surreal even when his health took a turn for the worse.

We must not wallow into sadness but rather celebrate his life because that’s how Michael wanted. May he rest in peace.

“Not Illegal” by Hard ‘n’ Phirm

The following message is the lyrics from Hard ‘n’ Phirm’s Not Illegal, posted from my old blog three months ago.

(Hard) So many things in this world you cannot do!
(Phirm) I was just saying that.
(Hard) It’s like someone is always coming down on you!
(Phirm) That IS what it’s like.
(Hard) But there’s a world of freedom out there… (Phirm) Where?
(Hard) …if you are creative (Phirm) Ohh…
(Hard) Now in this Schoolhouse Rock-style jam, I shall now get demonstrative
Lickin’ up bank is not illegal (Really?) Look it up
Fuckin’ a tree is not illegal (How?) If you own private property
Shavin’ a cat is not illegal (Now that’s just weird)
Marrying your mom is not illegal
(Why would I?) That’s not the point!!!
It may be wrong but I know my rights
You can take your little cape and some itty-bitty tights
and stretch ’em over your nuts and that’s not illegal. Now you try it…
(Phirm) Uh….makin’ your bed is not illegal…
(Hard) Nononono, pay attention, pay attention.
Sometimes I go to the li-bra-ry
and I put up lotsa books where they should not be
and the worst they can do is to ask me to leave
’cause I’ve done nothing il-le-ga-ly
You gotta look at what’s written DOWN in the law
and then float PAST that to find your hidden gems of freedom, Phirm
and while I’m on the topic… hidin’ in a bush is not illegal
(Phirm) Yeah, I’ve got as much right to be there as a squirrel or a cat!
(Hard) Yeah… suckin’ on a Bible is not illegal
(Phirm) Because of the seperation of church and state. (Hard) Probably.
Now you can live your life for doing what you want
(Phirm) They can lock you out, but not lock you up
(Hard) Grab a fork and eat a brain…
(Phirm) …and that’s not illegal! Wait, that’s not illegal?
(Hard) I’m still a free man. [ Audience Laughs ]
(Phirm) Let me see if I get what your saying, you’re basically saying…
No man can go and leave the law down below
but there are loopholes where the law don’t flow
and the more that you know, the more you can grow
and keep 5-0 offa your front do’ (Hard) Well said.
(Phirm) So it’s not so much about following what John Q. Lawmaker says I can’t do
but rather surfing a wave of the morally questionable, but not unlawful!
(Hard) So….?
(Phirm) Fartin’ on the President is not illegal
(Hard) Now you’re gettin’ it!
(Phirm) Wakin’ up drunk is not illegal (Hard) Oh, he’s just showing off now.
(Phirm) Follow-ing you home is not illegal (Hard) He’ll do it, too!
(Phirm) Spittin’ on a baby, not illegal! (Both) In France!
(Phirm) You might feel like an enemy of the state…
(Hard) …but that’s what makes this land so great
(Both) you can take all the napkins in the fast food restaurant, and that’s not illegal!
The system (I beat ’em!)
My lawyer (Don’t need him!)
Offenses (Repeat ’em!)
Miranda Rights don’t read ’em, ’cause…
(Hard) Lickin’ a beagle, breedin’ seagulls, you can be regal if you’re pissing on eagles
(Phirm) Punchin’ a whale, or shippin’ a sail an’ sailin’ a ship while ticklin’ sailors
(Hard) Mailin’ a snake…
(Phirm) …swearin’ in Braille
(Hard) …wearin’ a cape
(Phirm) …growin’ a tail
(Both) …pissin’ off your boss is not illegal…
(Phirm) …but pissing ON your boss
(Hard) …now that’s illegal.