Showing posts with label Zevon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zevon. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

You Need a License to Dance

Some interesting thoughts by Connor Friedersdorf about why government requires permits for everything:
The normal mindset among U.S. officials is that prior permission should be required to sell legal goods to a willing buyer. Kids selling lemonade on the street are shut down. A Missouri man has been fined $90,000 for selling rabbits (he made about $200). ... If you read enough of these stories, you'll see the targeted entrepreneurs say the same thing again and again: I just had a good idea and started a business. It never occurred to me that I needed permission. And, of course, other would be entrepreneurs don't ever get started because they're too intimidated to assess and grapple with the bureaucratic hurdles. Or else the regulations are written in a way that excludes from commerce folks who are operating at a very small scale.

I've always wondered why you need permits to sell some things. Do you really need a barbers license to cut hair? Why is the government worrying about these things when there are so many, many other things to focus on? Is it that they are addicted to the money they make on permit fees?
Warren Zevon touches on this point during his downer of a song "Life'll Kill Ya": You need a permit to walk around downtown / You need a license to dance"

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Quote of the Day

"Well, it's tough to be somebody
And it's hard to keep from fallin' apart
Up here on Rehab Mountain
We gonna learn these things by heart"
- Warren Zevon, from "Detox Mansion" off of Sentimental Hygiene

You really need to hear this song to understand it's power. Zevon plays a hellofa guitar on this one, and his singing is truly passionate. After reading his wife's biography of this "moralist in cynic's clothing" (I'll Sleep When I'm Dead), I've come to know just how much of this song came straight from his soul.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Modern Lullabies

When i'm trying to sooth Trey - usually at night when it's bedtime - I've been a bit suprised at the songs that jump into my head to sing.
Trey's default song appears to be The Who's "Endless Wire" off of their 2006 Endless Wire album. It's a catchy song, but not one that I ever thought that i'd be singing to an infant.
However, at least that song's soothing. Hunter's default song was Warren Zevon's "Turbulence" whose first verse runs:
Well you can talk about your perestroika
And that's all right for you
But, Comrade Schevardnadze, tell me
What's a poor boy like me to do?

Turmoil back in Moscow brought this turbulence down on me...

Bonus fact: "Turbulence" was the song that finally taught me the proper way to pronounce "Vladivostok" and "mujaheddin".

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Quote of the Day

He used to be so wild and free
But time treats everybody like a fool

Roll With the Punches, Warren Zevon

(It's, without doubt, the most contemporary song I've heard that knows how to properly use an organ...)