I can't git on board. Mr. Sat. night special was anti gun IMO. And some others, preaching or condescending. Saying Simple Man, slow down don't move to fast, forget your lust for the rich mans gold, and the dying trying to break a record for the most appearances in the least number of days seems so ironic.
But,,,, telling Neil Young to Fugg off was enjoyable & the guitar duo's, trios' in "That Smell" are the fugging bomb for sure.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
The picture on the front of that albumn was taken in Jonesboro Georgia in front of the old railroad station. Jonesboro was the where the mythical town of Tara in gone with the wind was supposed to be. It’s also where a lot of Smoky and the Bandit was filmed. The place was a nice quiet rural town…then the Olympics came to Atlanta in 96 and all the projects were torn down in Atlanta and it’s residents were moved to that area. It’s now a ghetto [bleep]. Just a quick history lesson. I retired from there as a Paramedic. Mogadishu of Georgia
A bowhunter at heart but a gun guy at soul. I'll take craftsmanship, wood and blue steel over plastic and composite any day.
Bullets on the Billboard charting from my understanding.
Bingo!
Leanord Skinner was the high school principal for the VanZandt boys. They didn’t hit it off too well, so they named their band after him as a final FU.
most of the lads went to Robert E. Lee high school in Jacksonville. The principal was Mr. Pomfrey at the time. The kids called him 'powder blue'. Skinner was a gym teacher and if I recall, got the lads suspended for hair length or something like that.
I can't git on board. Mr. Sat. night special was anti gun IMO. And some others, preaching or condescending. Saying Simple Man, slow down don't move to fast, forget your lust for the rich mans gold, and the dying trying to break a record for the most appearances in the least number of days seems so ironic.
But,,,, telling Neil Young to Fugg off was enjoyable & the guitar duo's, trios' in "That Smell" are the fugging bomb for sure.
Pros & Cons I guess.
Concur
Originally Posted by Archerhunter
Quit giving in inch by inch then looking back to lament the mile behind ya and wonder how to preserve those few feet left in front of ya. They'll never stop until they're stopped. That's a fact.
Bullets on the Billboard charting from my understanding.
Bingo!
Leanord Skinner was the high school principal for the VanZandt boys. They didn’t hit it off too well, so they named their band after him as a final FU.
most of the lads went to Robert E. Lee high school in Jacksonville. The principal was Mr. Pomfrey at the time. The kids called him 'powder blue'. Skinner was a gym teacher and if I recall, got the lads suspended for hair length or something like that.
"You remember, Leonard Skinner; He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner."
Bullets on the Billboard charting from my understanding.
Bingo!
Leanord Skinner was the high school principal for the VanZandt boys. They didn’t hit it off too well, so they named their band after him as a final FU.
most of the lads went to Robert E. Lee high school in Jacksonville. The principal was Mr. Pomfrey at the time. The kids called him 'powder blue'. Skinner was a gym teacher and if I recall, got the lads suspended for hair length or something like that.
Thanks for the correction. How cool would it be to have one of the biggest rock bands of all time named after you?
Do you know what the verse, give me back my bullets refers to?
It sure isn't guns
Most of those guys were big anti gun
yeah some young ya'hoos write a song about a drunk w/a POS revolver and that makes them anti-gun
What exactly would you call it?
"Mister Saturday Night Special Got a barrel that's blue and cold That ain't good for nothin' But puttin' men six feet in a hole Oh, that's the Saturday Night Special For 20 dollars, you can buy yourself one too Here it comes Oh, lemme tell you all about it Hand guns are made for killin' They ain't no good for nothin' else And if you like to drink your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why don't we dump 'em, people To the bottom of the sea Before some old fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me?"
yeah some young ya'hoos write a song about a drunk w/a POS revolver and that makes them anti-gun