yep_i_am_dennis posted
lyrics from a Jonathan Rhys Meyers song to his journal earlier tonight. I didn't even know JRM sang. I knew he brooded and had teevee-sex with lots of D-list actresses on Shotime from time to time. But singing? That makes him the English Keanu Reeves, right?
In any case, I listened a bit and it all sort of reminded me of a Meatloaf ballad without the oomph. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. Maybe I just have an unhealthy personal relationship with Meatloaf. In all fairness, I did spend at least a third of 1998-the year I turned 16-driving around with my best friend April, singing along quite loudly to Paradise by the Dashboard Light. I found out tonight that, ten years later, I still remember all the words, including the baseball play-by-play segment used to distract from the imagery of Meatloaf having car-sex with the poor, waifish girl who sings the female vocals.
Of course, if you're into that sort of thing, you can skip straight ahead to 3:30 in the following video:
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This song is easily on my top-five greatest songs ever list, and, quite frankly, if it doesn't play at my funeral, my life will have been a waste.