Having nearly 6 HE degrees between us, a slight hangover, and time to catch up on bits of dangling conversations on the walk to the city centre, Nas and I have discovered The Ultimate Song. Without straying into schmulz, it walks a careful line between sincerity and mockery; it has not one but TWO wanking-guitar solos; too polished to be grungy and forbidding, too dirty to be emo or prog, The Ultimate Song gestures with class and grace towards it's formidable predecessors, it's impressive colleagues in the field of ROCK, and offers a sweet salute to the unknown guitar wankers of the unseen future.
Yes, your heart is singing it - your heels are keeping time with that tight rhythm guitar - you are unconsciously bringing your arm up for that air-chord...
More than a Feeling. Boston. Nope, yer not dreaming now.
That's right.
(Note: a google search of 'the ultimate song' does not turn up 'More than a Feeling' or Boston...yet).
In case you need further proof of it's Awesome Power, consider the following testimonial: Aqua Teen Hunger Force neighbour, Carl Brutananadilewski, actually refers to it as 'the ultimate song'. This and other interesting facts about the ultimate song - for example, it took 7 years to write - can be found here. That's right - it's so great it has its own wikipedia entry.
Go on. Listen. Feel your chest expand with emotion - play that air guitar. Let it sink into your soul. Make it more than a feeling.
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1 comment:
No thanks! I'll leave Boston to you guys. I have more than a feeling that I would vomit if I heard that tune again.
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