January 9, 2016

Boomer Anthems: "Great Balls of Fire"

1958: The Original by The Killer.

You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain
Too much love drives a man insane
You broke my will, oh what a thrill
Goodness gracious great balls of fire!

I learned to love all of Hollywood money
You came along and you moved me honey
I changed my mind, looking fine
Goodness gracious great balls of fire!

Hollywood Burning Piano Version with Dennis Quaid.....

Posted by gerardvanderleun at January 9, 2016 6:07 PM
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"It is impossible to speak in such a way that you cannot be misunderstood." -- Karl Popper N.B.: Comments are moderated and may not appear immediately. Comments that exceed the obscenity or stupidity limits will be either edited or expunged.

And am I STILL the only adult who sees the irony in posting this immediately following that horror show which you entitle "The Tsunami of Mental Disease That Is Drowning Europe'?

Rocknroll, from its inception, is and has been the pluperfect vehicle for the indoctrination of white children with the notion that they are imperfect unless they become more like lower-class blacks. What the fuck do you think you're watching when you see Jerry Lee Lewis and Elvis Presley? Volumes have been spewed by rock "critics" glorifying these Southern boys who "sing like a Negro" - and as a result there has been the very degradation of White American Middle-Class culture which all of you, as "conservatives," spend the greater portion of your days bemoaning. What the fuck did you expect, you numbskulls?

Go back and watch the video on Mental Disease in Europe. The ONLY difference there and in the United States has been the speed of infection. Who do you think Yuri Bezmenov was addressing, anyway - Norway? See those crowds of mental defectives waving signs of welcome, and teaching their children to be more leftist? Superimpose the last 60 years of public education and television in America glorifying the behavior of ghetto-class blacks, and fresh-faced young white girls trashing their morals and bodies at "rock concerts,"and sweet little children being taught to shake their booties for school assemblies (because it's hip.)

Jesus Fucking Christ on a Harley.

Posted by: Rob De Witt at January 9, 2016 1:56 PM

The Boomers never had great balls of fire. They shot blanks economically, socially and with their spawn.

Posted by: Vermont Woodchuck at January 9, 2016 2:01 PM

Not all of us VW, not all of us....

Posted by: pbird at January 9, 2016 6:45 PM

Well, I guess it's harder to burn the song when digital versus analog.

I very highly recommend Rick Bragg's biography of Jerry Lee. It's entertaining and spends a lot on his early life. He used to sneak into black joints and hide under the table so he could listen to the music.

And Jerry Lee has always been a bit ambivalent about the music but couldn't really help himself.

Posted by: Teri Pittman at January 10, 2016 5:47 PM

He actually got better as he got older. The country music he recorded between about '68 and '74 is as good as cosmo-American music gets.

Posted by: Gagdad Bob at January 10, 2016 6:58 PM

He actually got better as he got older. The country music he recorded between about '68 and '74 is as good as cosmo-American music gets.

I agree completely. Once he got over feeling like he had to act colored, he showed the world what "soul" really means.

Posted by: Rob De Witt at January 10, 2016 9:13 PM

He was a nasty little man.

Posted by: pbird at January 11, 2016 8:27 AM

Jerry Lee Lewis is cousins with Mickey Gilley and Jimmy Swaggart.

Posted by: chasmatic at January 12, 2016 3:20 AM