"I'm gonna get drunk don't you have no fear."
I think George Thorogood is a way overlooked artist. Don't get me wrong, the music isn't good. It's horrible cheesy lame saxaphone "blues rock," but I think his music emobodies what it means to be a broke drunk working class piece of shit. He represents the guy the Boss is singing about. Maybe this is just because I grew up around these people in a crappy suburb sitting with my dad drinking a coke on a bar stool listening to the regulars talk about getting either drunk or high. Maybe most people arn't that way, but from the popularity of George Thorogood's awful songs, it doesn't seem like this is the case.
I was driving from the doctor today and I heard "One Burbon, One Scotch, One Beer" which is when my revelation came to be. This eight minute song about sitting in a bar and continuly ordering one burbon, one scotch, and one beer is simple and and to the point (despite taking eight mintues). He doesen't have a job, he gets kicked out of his apartment, he goes to his friend who is married and that guy's wife gives a big no, so he goes back to his landlady. He tells her he got a job and can pay rent. She lets him in, he gets his stuff, and leaves and walks to the nearest bar. This is done in about 3 minutes. The rest of the 5 minutes he sits at a bar ordering one burbon, one scotch, and one beer.
Ok, so no prizes for songwriting (including song title), but I can fucking see those guys sitting at the bar stools telling this story, ordering one burbon, one scotch, and one beer. I'm not taking about dudes in their 20s or even thirties. I'm taking about 40-60 year old men who pretty much have nothing else to do. The future of a lot of people I know.
I was driving from the doctor today and I heard "One Burbon, One Scotch, One Beer" which is when my revelation came to be. This eight minute song about sitting in a bar and continuly ordering one burbon, one scotch, and one beer is simple and and to the point (despite taking eight mintues). He doesen't have a job, he gets kicked out of his apartment, he goes to his friend who is married and that guy's wife gives a big no, so he goes back to his landlady. He tells her he got a job and can pay rent. She lets him in, he gets his stuff, and leaves and walks to the nearest bar. This is done in about 3 minutes. The rest of the 5 minutes he sits at a bar ordering one burbon, one scotch, and one beer.
Ok, so no prizes for songwriting (including song title), but I can fucking see those guys sitting at the bar stools telling this story, ordering one burbon, one scotch, and one beer. I'm not taking about dudes in their 20s or even thirties. I'm taking about 40-60 year old men who pretty much have nothing else to do. The future of a lot of people I know.