DAILY DOSE: "Dum Dum Dum DA DAD Dum Dum DA DA Yadda Yadda Yadd YA-DA, YA-DA, OH OH OHHHHH"

Man, I can’t buy a bucket around here! I even made reference to Charles in Charge last week, and couldn’t get a post. You, my friends, are a tough crowd. How many of you noticed that Blogger changed the posting style- so now you don’t even have to log in to post! No LOG IN NEEDED! Jerry—I know you’re out there, but too lazy to say anything! Now’s the time! …sigh. You all suck. But no matter! The Kingdom rolls on! We recently passed 4,000 hits, so I’d like to thank God and my family for this incredible honour.

I was cleaning my room last night, and listening to old “50 Hours for Autism” tapes, which was more fun than it had any right to be. At random, I pulled out the hour where Uram helped out with his “Boy Band Hour.” After spending an hour listening to Another Bad Creation, Five, and Boyz II Men, I ask you this: Whatever happened to the East Coast Family? It was BIIM, ABC, and Bel Biv Devoe, this much is certain; but it’s as though shortly after that BIIM/Mariah Carey collaboration, not only did Boyz II Men disappear forever, but they took the whole family with them. Truly sad. In my personal opinion, I think the problem was that Boyz II Men grew up too fast, and alienated their listeners with the album ‘II.’ They got away from kid-boy-band pop like “Mowtown Philly,” and got caught up in soulful sex songs like, “I’ll make love to you.” Definitely a mistake. Sure, songs like “End of the Road” were good and popular for them, but that was because they were perfect jr. high dance songs. They just got too old.

My point is this: I think an East Coast Family reunion album would sell like gangbusters. Or at least it’s time for a Boyz II Men comeback. I think they can bring the ruckus. And for the record, I’m a prefer “Playground” by ABC over “Aisha.”

Thus, in honour of my 50 Hours Flashback last night, today’s Song of the Day is “Mowtown Philly.” I don’t got no Link for you. Sorry. Someone go Google “Boyz II Men” and let me know what they’re up to.

One other thought about the 50 Hours. I also caught the beginning of the Love Line hour, where some Thetas came in and had a call in love session thing. As we waited for people to call, the discussion turned from being about Jack and Kup, to me, as I got sideswiped by some Thetas with an agenda. If you ever want to hear me at my most uncomfortable, this ten minutes of tape is priceless. What sucks is, as I ran from the main microphone to the director’s room, so I could hide, I forgot to switch tapes, so the Love Line Hour stands as the ONLY hour of the 50 I don’t have on tape. Unfortunate, because I remember it becoming progressively worse as the hour ticked by.

Okay, stay tuned for later in the day, when I stick with my baseball thoughts, to discuss something near and dear to my heart: wiffleball.

Keep it real/happy weekend

-apk