Tomorrow is my 34th birthday. And I would just like to say: FUCK THIS AGING NONSENSE. Note: I'm not handling this birthday well. At least I will be spending it with my sister and nephew. And old "Veronica Mars" episodes. Man how much do we miss that show, Internet? Am I right or am I right? Give me some Logan Echolls immediately.
In my honor tomorrow, can you guys please bitch about how Daughtry and Santana have completely ruined the greatest song ever written?? Cuz this is some serious bullshit. I honestly don't even know what to say about this. You can't improve on perfection, people. Why would you even attempt to create a better recording of this? IT CANNOT BE DONE. Santana, I almost expect this from you. But Daughtry? Why? You're a hitmaker. Your songs are awesome. Why did you do this to me? I feel betrayed. And I'm angry. Oh I'm angry. The first time I heard it I was in my car. My sister called, and we had this conversation:
Diane: "Um...are you listening to the radio?"
Me: "No I'm listening to my ipod."
Diane: "Okay turn your radio to 104.1 and just try to stay calm."
Me: "Okay weirdo."
I change the channel. Pause.
Me: "WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. THIS."
My head explodes.
So yeah if you could spend tomorrow complaining about this, that would be an awesome birthday present. I think tomorrow's a good day for Trevor to hear this song for the first time. He's already familiar with Flo Rida. Time to go old school.
P.S. Another good birthday present would be if you could somehow introduce me to Def Leppard. Also an iPad.
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OH.MY.GOD. I was reading your post and I thought it was going to be a remake of some old Santana song, and I thought, "if it's the guy's own song, he can ruin it if he wants." But OH.MY.GOD. This hurts my feelings on so many levels. It was bad enough that Jani Lane sang this at some awards show and for a second made me not want to marry him anymore. But this? There are no words.
I typed this on my iPad, so it gets double points, yes? HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
First of all, Happy Birthday. Let's say it's your 25th birthday. If anyone tries to tell you otherwise, yell at them and then cry until they feel really terrible. And then go somewhere and laugh at them. That almost always works. Sometimes. I think.
I'm personally insulted by the remake of that song. Being a product of the eighties, I've heard a lot of ridiculous music growing up. (Here's looking at you, 1990's.) But that just ruined my ears, and I'm pretty somewhere, somehow, people are protesting this song in hoards. If not, they should be. It was just that "special," shall we say. I really don't know how one manages to take a classic song and do that to it. Why? How? Why?
I also miss the heck out of Veronica Mars. I still can't figure out why they took it off the air. Thank goodness for box sets.
Enjoy your birthday!
Ok, so 34 isn't 22 but damnit- remember you can afford the good booze now like you couldn't when you were younger.
Mine is on Saturday and I plan to celebrate with a ridiculous amount of cocktails (good booze). I might also steal your idea of watching some Veronica Mars, I could use a little Logan Eckles on my 31st.
Happy Second Anniversary of your 17th Birthday! Hope it was a good one!
As for the song, "oh oh look what you've[they've] done" is right. That was a w f u l. Did I hear some Bon Jovi keyboards at the beginning?
well at least you have another year to the big 35. as oprah says, you get better with age.
but then shes a bazillionaire who can buy her happiness so who listens to her?
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