Man, Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes did some of my favorite songs. Teddy could sing his butt off.
But as far as “getting my end away” there has never been an artist like Al Green.
I had an Al Green tape in my car that seemed to have almost magical aphrodisiac powers. The hard part was always getting them into the car, but if I could get that far, Rev Green would do the rest.
Beautiful voice. His music has been a part of my life as long as I can remember music being a part of my life. The Blue Notes were one of my parents favorites and they were almost always on when I was a kid.
Second time I got some, Teddy’s “Greatest Hits” was playing in the background.
Ahhhh … mammaries. Uh, I mean memories. Sorry. Memories.
And since we’re listing our favorite humpin’ tunes, I have to say that Nine Inch Nail’s The Downward Spiral led to some just plain nasty and dirty and intense (and oh so fun) deeds while I was in college. Quite the intense sechs.
And since we’re listing our favorite humpin’ tunes
A roommate in college liked Queen’s “Mustapha” for its fast pace. However, sex between him and his girlfriend rarely finished in the ~4 minutes of the song, so they would climax to the next song on the album, “Fat Bottom Girls.”
Heard the news this AM after dropping the wonderful, she’s-so-cute, creaturette off at the office. Teddy was right up there with Marvin (the King o’ Snatch Mountain), Isaac (Crown Prince of Kuntlandia), and Al (Sultan of the Pussy Emirate). Also, Jay Reatard passed on, dead punx rool. I have very diverse musical tastes. Have to sex the creaturette extra-special tonight, to honor Teddy’s and Jay’s demise(s). She’s a punk rocker, too.
I think doin’ it to “Mustapha” could result in serious injury. I think “Dreamer’s Ball” would be a better Queen choice. Although “We Will Rock You” might have a nice grudge-fuck vibe.
I think doin’ it to “Mustapha” could result in serious injury. I think “Dreamer’s Ball” would be a better Queen choice. Although “We Will Rock You” might have a nice grudge-fuck vibe.
I think doin’ it to “Mustapha” could result in serious injury. I think “Dreamer’s Ball” would be a better Queen choice. Although “We Will Rock You” might have a nice grudge-fuck vibe.
The man’s favorite Queen song is “The Year of ’39,” but I can’t imagine having sex to it. I think it’s more for those who prefer nautical-themed banging.
Also, re: Jay Reatard–after I told the husband about him, he expressed the appropriate remorse and surprise, and then said, “Holy shit, that 7″ is going to be worth a shitload! I wish I had bought all of them!” Oh, record nerds…
“Supper’s Ready”? by Genesis, from “FoxTrot”? Awesome–I used to have that album. That really takes me back. I discovered Genesis via that album, along with “Nursery Cryme” and “Lamb Lies Down” back in the day. Then they started producing shit like “Duke” and “Abacab” and no one would believe me when I tried to tell people that Genesis had actually been good, back in the day. I Think “Supper’s Ready” might be a bit grand and pretentious for the old in-out-in-out, frankly, but “Willow Farm” from side B might be fun…
I remember one time at a club (for the “grown & sexy” crowd, ahem) the whole place joining in a drunken chorus of “Come Go With Me”. Not as seductive that way, but lots of fun.
I have fond memories related to The Clones of Dr. Funkenstein, especially “Getten’ to Know You.” And if you time it right, you get to sing along to “Funking For Fun” just afterwards.
Probably the weirdest song I’ve ever been listening to has been Willie Nelson’s version of “Sunday Morning Coming Down.”
Of course, there’s a difference between makeout music and sex music. Never really cared too much for the latter, myself…
Oh, and if you’re in the right mindset Songs About Fucking works all too well.
Never mind the zombpocalypse. The day that teddy bears figure out what pandas know – that cuteness will blind humans to the possibility of mauling – we’re all fucked.
Teddy was in bad shape for years, sad to see him go out like that. Jay- still waiting on word of rock-n-roll natural causes (heroin, cocaine, alcohol, assorted phamacueticals) or something mundane like auto-erotic asphyxiation. Also, good romance-tunes are not the same as good fuck-tunes.
Laugh if you must but Type O Negative is good for teh sexual intercoursing.
I know it’s not nice to speak ill of the recently deceased but Jay Reatard was marginally-talented at best and though I never actually met him, I know at least one person who knew him very, very well indeed; from the stories I’ve heard, he was an absolute jackass.
How many of the great ’60s-’70s soul guys are gone now? Too many. Philippe Wynne (Spinnners), Marvin, Curtis Mayfield, Barry White, Levi Stubbs, I could go on but it’s just too long a list.
Great singer.
But MSNBC.com needs to change the pic they’re using. When I saw it, I thought: what does the movie “The Book of Eli” have to do with Pendergrass?
One smooth dude. RIP, Teddy.
Man – Barry White, Luther Vandross, Marvin Gaye, now Teddy … the very best singers of lover’s soul are all gone.
Man, Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes did some of my favorite songs. Teddy could sing his butt off.
But as far as “getting my end away” there has never been an artist like Al Green.
I had an Al Green tape in my car that seemed to have almost magical aphrodisiac powers. The hard part was always getting them into the car, but if I could get that far, Rev Green would do the rest.
Marvin was my preferred brand of Spanish Fly, actually … with Al or Teddy for the second round …
Beautiful voice. His music has been a part of my life as long as I can remember music being a part of my life. The Blue Notes were one of my parents favorites and they were almost always on when I was a kid.
Second time I got some, Teddy’s “Greatest Hits” was playing in the background.
Ahhhh … mammaries. Uh, I mean memories. Sorry. Memories.
And since we’re listing our favorite humpin’ tunes, I have to say that Nine Inch Nail’s The Downward Spiral led to some just plain nasty and dirty and intense (and oh so fun) deeds while I was in college. Quite the intense sechs.
And since we’re listing our favorite humpin’ tunes
A roommate in college liked Queen’s “Mustapha” for its fast pace. However, sex between him and his girlfriend rarely finished in the ~4 minutes of the song, so they would climax to the next song on the album, “Fat Bottom Girls.”
Heard the news this AM after dropping the wonderful, she’s-so-cute, creaturette off at the office. Teddy was right up there with Marvin (the King o’ Snatch Mountain), Isaac (Crown Prince of Kuntlandia), and Al (Sultan of the Pussy Emirate). Also, Jay Reatard passed on, dead punx rool. I have very diverse musical tastes. Have to sex the creaturette extra-special tonight, to honor Teddy’s and Jay’s demise(s). She’s a punk rocker, too.
Well, they do make the rockin’ world go ’round …
I think doin’ it to “Mustapha” could result in serious injury. I think “Dreamer’s Ball” would be a better Queen choice. Although “We Will Rock You” might have a nice grudge-fuck vibe.
I think doin’ it to “Mustapha” could result in serious injury. I think “Dreamer’s Ball” would be a better Queen choice. Although “We Will Rock You” might have a nice grudge-fuck vibe.
“Don’t Stop Me Now” for full aerobic benefit.
I think doin’ it to “Mustapha” could result in serious injury. I think “Dreamer’s Ball” would be a better Queen choice. Although “We Will Rock You” might have a nice grudge-fuck vibe.
“Don’t Stop Me Now” for full aerobic benefit.
Bohemian Rhapsody for those with stamina.
The man’s favorite Queen song is “The Year of ’39,” but I can’t imagine having sex to it. I think it’s more for those who prefer nautical-themed banging.
That song is one of my favorites to do at karaoke. Imagine the looks I get as a long haired, bearded hippie singing it…
Jay Reatard? What was he, 25?
29. That was a big bit of whatefuckery, there.
Also, re: Jay Reatard–after I told the husband about him, he expressed the appropriate remorse and surprise, and then said, “Holy shit, that 7″ is going to be worth a shitload! I wish I had bought all of them!” Oh, record nerds…
Teddy is irreplaceable, but he lived a full life.
Reatard is harder to understand.
Jay covering Beck
Bohemian Rhapsody for those with stamina
Mama!!! OOooooOOoOOoOOOOOOO
Didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow….
Bohemian Rhapsody for those with stamina
Mama!!! OOooooOOoOOoOOOOOOO
Didn’t mean to make you cry
Yeah, your mom likes that part
This will make it harder to use Bohemian Rhapsody as a lovin soundtrack:
http://empireofthesenseless.blogspot.com/2009/12/waynes-world-can-bite-me.html
I had a roommate in college that claimed his favorite piece was “Supper’s Ready”. Plenty of room for foreplay. Or 9/8-play.
BARCELOOOOOOOoooOOOOoo-NA
The challenge is to see if you can get her to hit notes as high as Montserrat does.
“Supper’s Ready”? by Genesis, from “FoxTrot”? Awesome–I used to have that album. That really takes me back. I discovered Genesis via that album, along with “Nursery Cryme” and “Lamb Lies Down” back in the day. Then they started producing shit like “Duke” and “Abacab” and no one would believe me when I tried to tell people that Genesis had actually been good, back in the day. I Think “Supper’s Ready” might be a bit grand and pretentious for the old in-out-in-out, frankly, but “Willow Farm” from side B might be fun…
You all don’t know speed and stamina until you do it to Pantera’s Cowboys from Hell album.
The Mrs loved Pantera when we were in college so, well, ya know. It happened. And it took me about a week to recover from it.
Which is one of the reasons she’s now The Mrs …
I remember one time at a club (for the “grown & sexy” crowd, ahem) the whole place joining in a drunken chorus of “Come Go With Me”. Not as seductive that way, but lots of fun.
“Go Come With Me” sounds more appropriate …
I Think “Supper’s Ready” might be a bit grand and pretentious for the old in-out-in-out,
drugs help.
At least, that’s what I’m told. cough.
This will make it harder to use Bohemian Rhapsody as a lovin soundtrack
Images of muppets do nothing to dampen my ardor. In fact…what?
I have fond memories related to The Clones of Dr. Funkenstein, especially “Getten’ to Know You.” And if you time it right, you get to sing along to “Funking For Fun” just afterwards.
Probably the weirdest song I’ve ever been listening to has been Willie Nelson’s version of “Sunday Morning Coming Down.”
Of course, there’s a difference between makeout music and sex music. Never really cared too much for the latter, myself…
Oh, and if you’re in the right mindset Songs About Fucking works all too well.
College kids will screw to anything. The challenge is getting 60-year-olds in the mood, and for that you need this motherfucker
Images of muppets do nothing to dampen my ardor.
Muppets with axes?
Images of muppets do nothing to dampen my ardor.
cookie!! COOKIE!!! NOM NOM NOM!!!
Images of muppets do nothing to dampen my ardor.
Muppets with axes?
Never mind the zombpocalypse. The day that teddy bears figure out what pandas know – that cuteness will blind humans to the possibility of mauling – we’re all fucked.
N__B has revealed a disturbing furry streak.
Images of muppets do nothing to dampen my ardor.
Who doesn’t enjoy a little muppet cleavage now and then?
N__B has revealed a disturbing furry streak.
You freak! You don’t disturb the fur, you smooth it down in the direction it naturally goes.
I, for one, fully support N_B’s right to marry his plushie partner.
All I know is I’m not gonna put my hand in that puppet.
If you’re streaking, isn’t the furry suit off?
But you can’t have a letter in the acronym. LGBTQQIA is plenty, thank you very much.
I, for one, fully support N_B’s right to marry his plushie partner.
She’s got curly hair, but I don’t know I’d call her a plushie.
I think it’s more for those who prefer nautical-themed banging.
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Images of muppets do nothing to dampen my ardor.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xPGLNYAgL-8
Give it some bollocks, indeed!
She’s got curly hair, but I don’t know I’d call her a plushie.
especially when she’s holding that axe.
I was terrified of that link, Bastard, but I clicked it anyway.
Out of the boat, indeed.
Don’t sweat the petty stuff…pet the sweaty stuff.
You know you loved it, zrm!
Teddy was in bad shape for years, sad to see him go out like that. Jay- still waiting on word of rock-n-roll natural causes (heroin, cocaine, alcohol, assorted phamacueticals) or something mundane like auto-erotic asphyxiation. Also, good romance-tunes are not the same as good fuck-tunes.
And since we’re listing our favorite humpin’ tunes
Deutschland Über Alles.
What?
Who doesn’t enjoy a little muppet cleavage now and then?
You made me go there.
What, none of you ever got busy to EWF’s “Reasons?” Or the Average White Band’s “A Love of My Own?” I’m sorry–you’ve been deprived. That’s just sad…
And Nine Inch Nails’ “Closer” has always meant interesting times for me…;)
Muppets with axes?
Muppets with automatic weapons is the best I can do.
Not a fan.
Somehow, I knew we were going to see the Feebles at some point in this thread.
It’s like Rocky Horror for furries, you know.
Teddy Pendergrass’s demise makes me sad.
Laugh if you must but Type O Negative is good for teh sexual intercoursing.
I know it’s not nice to speak ill of the recently deceased but Jay Reatard was marginally-talented at best and though I never actually met him, I know at least one person who knew him very, very well indeed; from the stories I’ve heard, he was an absolute jackass.
How many of the great ’60s-’70s soul guys are gone now? Too many. Philippe Wynne (Spinnners), Marvin, Curtis Mayfield, Barry White, Levi Stubbs, I could go on but it’s just too long a list.