
Isn't anyone else mortified by
Safeway's new slogan, "From Your Fetus To Our Store"? Are they proposing
to eat America's babies? Why can't
President Bush do something about this rampant disregard for human life? Every time a man masturbates into a sock--killing off more of the world's drastically limited supply of sperm--we run the risk of wiping out the entire human population. Every stem cell has the potential of becoming a mystical adult contemporary pop star along the lines of
Stevie Nicks. Even when she and
Lindsay Buckingham (then known simply as
Buckingham Nicks) were unknown, unwanted walking sperm 'n' eggs wandering neon-infested Sunset Boulevard hoping to score a record deal with tracks such as
Long Distance Winner and
Stephanie, their lives had as much value as any petri dish of test-tube experiments you'd care to name. Sadly,
this preemie LP is their only pre-
Fleetwood Mac release, and because these songs are Buckingham Nick's precious babies, keeping them from being "born again" is akin to committing infanticide on a level not seen since the great Christian bonfire of albums back in 1966, when
The Beatles were more popular with groupies than their main competitor
Jesus.
1 comment:
I'm not that old and this was not "my" music, but around age 13 I found myself drawn to my parents collection of records. Rhiannon being my name I of course pulled all the Fleetwood albums first. Buckingham Nicks was one they had. I can remember laying on the floor listening to Stephanie over and over again! I am in love with this song. I can't hear it and not long to play the guitar!
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