In case you hadn't noticed, we're smack dab in the middle of the Republican National Convention - an event that doesn't require much vetting to get on the shortlist of things that make me want to drink. I managed to catch most of the Democrats' big speeches, and I must say I enjoyed the experience (though I still feel like Hilldog is nagging me, no matter what she's saying), but my attempts at watching the red hot GOP action have gone down in flames. And while that may very well qualify them to be president, I still couldn't make it through two minutes of either Fred Thompson or Joe Lieberman. I just couldn't do it, it was that bad.
At any rate, here's one of my favorite non-American bands, Sweden's favorite sons, The Hives. "Walk Idiot Walk" is off their 2004 album "Tyrannosaurus Hives" and has the rare honor of being butchered by me, on the accordion, at an open mic night at the Library in Laramie. I also think it might be about soon-to-be-Former President George W. Bush.
And it's bad,
Regis
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