Monday, September 19, 2011

The Deadmilkmen - Two Feet Off The Ground



For Tonya. I love this song. I want it played at my graveside. Fuck people. They can't sing this. I want them to stand there and endure it. On a fucking loop. Doo do do do do DO.

7 comments:

A-Gran said...

I love the idea of forcing your loved ones to sit through music they hate and makes them uncomfortable. I may have to pull out some old blues records. Maybe Memphis Minnie singing about STDs? That would be something for the Jesus Suckers.

Anyway, this is catchy. I'm surprised I've never heard this band before. I love the off-key shit mixed in there. It gives it a realness that juxtaposes well with the on-key singing. The end is fucking hilarious. I'm listening to him scream, "GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUND!" over and over again and it's cracking me the fuck up. I want to make my family sit through this, all dressed up in black and at first trying to ignore it and then getting all prissy and deciding to leave right about the time the song's over.

Fuck, you should figure out some way to rig a spring into your coffin so that the top half of your body comes lurching out of the casket as the song ends. Shit, that would be so fucking cool.

Dirty Disher said...

LMAO! Fake fuckers can sit there and pretend they give a shit that I died. I'll die an old punk rock queen.

Noelle said...

Most excellent! I did have the best visual. Tonya and I were there with old lady grey hair and punk outfits.

A-Gran said...

Noelle, is it just me or are you imagining grey mohawks? That would be the coolest shit ever.

iambriezy said...

Oh man. I hope I get an invite to your funeral. I would happily sing this song at your motherthing, over your casket.

Dirty Disher said...

This made me think. I'm going to do a post of songs I want played when I'm dead. You can join in.

Noelle said...

ooh yeah gray mohawks cute.