… on something. Seriously. While they didn't check with me first, this article tells it all. It sort of relates to my infamous Led Zeppelin post by failing to mention Led Zeppelin at all. The actual article can be found on the Vatican's website in L'Osservatore Romano, the Vatican's official newspaper. If I'm going to invoke the Vatican, you know I check it first. They have given their blessing to a clutch of albums saying its top 10 ten albums would be perfect for anyone marooned on a desert island. Seriously. The list is noteworthy.
1. Revolver by the Beatles
2. If I could Only Remember My Name by David Crosby
3. The Dark Side of the Moon by Pink Floyd
4. Rumours by Fleetwood Mac
5. The Nightfly by Donald Fagen
6. Thriller by Michael Jackson
7. Graceland by Paul Simon
8. Achtung Baby by U2
9. (What's the story) Morning Glory? by Oasis
10. Supernatural by Carlos Santana
This list is some fine music for the most part, though I'm not sure how Fagen's album fits in with rest. I can't imagine the Pope sanctioned this. Pink Floyd's awesome Dark Side of the Moon is a famous icon of stonerdom. Supernatural is heavy with overt sexual references. Morning Glory features a hit song about a drug cocktail (Champagne Supernova if you don't know). And it includes a Michael Jackson album which begs all kinds of jokes that I'll skip for now. But, I will agree with the Vatican. If stuck on a desert island, you could do much worse. I am pleased the Holy See has given its blessing to these fine albums.
In the ultimate irony of all time — I challenge anyone to beat this — Bill Clinton offered his support to Tiger Woods with his marital problems. I don't even know where to begin. This is a punchline to some joke that's too far out for me to even comprehend.
'Bacon-trepeneurs is a term coined for this article on how bacon makes everything better. Who can argue? Nobody, of course. You can go on and on about how bad bacon is for you and everything that's wrong with it. Yum. Tasty.
I need a date to the Paul McCartney concert. I have bought two tickets at face value and as of right now, have nobody to go with. Offers accepted from all real fans….
As I said before, I am very happy for Team Canada and which them the very best with the gold medal they clearly deserved. My sole complaint is that whiney bitch Sidney Crosby. He'll be even more insufferable now. Can you even imagine it? In his new contract he's likely going to ask for a private bus just to carry his ego from game to game. █ ♥ █
I find it hard to be rational with Crosby. He's a true diver and he whines about everything and while his skill is undeniable, his antics cheapen the game. He whines to the refs, he whines to the media. And he's soft as hell, though this year he's actually had a little resemblance to a man instead of a woman. As Kathy says, "Man up princess and hit him with your purse." He just irritates me ever so much. Hell, Malkin on the same team is a much better overall player. Sid's been anointed and it's gone to his head. Shut up, Bitch, and just play hockey. Want to see his diving ways? Go to this YouTube video.
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Eric,
The L'Osservatore Romano is not "official" in the sense that it always agrees with either Church teaching, nor has the approval of the Pope. They do, in fact, write things that are clearly outside of what the Church teaches.
It is nice, though that the list is good. :) And I do enjoy your blog.
…Lavona (one of the Catholic people you know)
If I could Only Remember My Name by David Crosby has been one of my very favorite albums for a very, very long time. It's very moody. If you're a moody person, you should definitely listen to it. I downloaded it from the big A.
About the Paul McCartney concert: HEY! I made you an offer!!! Pay for my trip (transportation, food, accommodations) and I'm there!!
Hey. Your Mom was one of the few who was in the line at the Vatican Bank changing money. The clergy were standing in the teller line with me. Did I ever tell you this? I was visiting my friend JoAnn whose husband was the ambassador from Santa Domingo to the Vatican, and we were waved in down an ancient road, past guards, to the center of the Vatican.
M
The Fagen album fits in with those albums by being better than the U2, Oasis, Santana, Fleetwood Mac and probably the David Crosby album, and by being as good as Graceland. My wife would dispute this last point, but she's wrong.