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Saturday Sing Along: Song Association

Remember that game (or psychiatrist gimmick?) of "word association"? I say, "Peanut!" and you say, "Butter!" etc etc. Well, tonight we're going to play a game of "song association."

This morning, when I was contemplating a tattoo in lieu of my piercing (which is still in, so no tattoos, Mom), I can't believe it and don't know how, but this song popped into my mind:

Please do not watch this video. It's as terribly cheesy as the song itself, and as low-quality as the sound. But this is the only video I could find of this song. Please forgive me. For the crappiness, and for the fact that I can sing the chorus.


That brilliant masterpiece is by Plus One. I was having trouble finding it on Youtube because I thought it was by Jake.

This next song is by Jake. (here's to you, Nadine.)


That's right. You could be the one!

Speaking of cheesy music I listened to in the 90s. I owned this cassette, and not gonna lie, I LOVED IT!


The Brothers grew up and somehow became these crazy guys...

or even better:


I saw Family Force 5 perform the same day I saw Anberlin perform. It was Warp Tour '08 in Denver, Colorado. Since I've already blogged Anberlin this week, I'll continue.

For some reason, the second FF5 video makes me think of this one:


Once again, I've confused my 90's Christian bands. That was by The Newsboys. But this next one is Audio Adrenaline. To some sort of weird animated video:


Speaking of Petra, let's listen to this.


Oh, the glory days. And what a car!!!

I think the only appropriate place to wrap this post up is here, with Larry Norman's classic hit, "Why Should the Devil Have All the Good Music?"

Comments

Terra said…
JAKE! ha ha... Those are my boys! Well, sort of. Toby, Josh and ... oh shoot what is the other brother's name? Marty!
Toby and I went to school together and he taught me my first song on guitar and I choreographed and danced (with others) a dance to Dancing Queen for his birthday. Its a strange friendship.
nadine said…
I'm pretty sure my adolescence just threw up on your blog. In a good way.

Larry Norman = Christian rock LEGEND. I'll always love him.

@Terra - The teenybopper me would be so envious. You have no idea. I bought orange pants because of Toby. Sigh.

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