When it comes to boys, they're more likely to name them such without necessarily singing about it. We've got Backstreet Boys, Dead Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Fall Out Boy, Badly Drawn Boy....it just goes on forever. No one wants to grow up because then you're responsible for what happens. And no one really wants to pay their credit card bills or a mortgage. We want to get out on the highway and ride!
Or maybe we'd settle for a fluffy chair and a big TV. Either way, pass the chips.
Sk8ter Boi": Besides her dedication to alternate spellings, Avril LaVigne finally gave those skater kids a song of their own. Skateboards have been around for many years and while the culture has spawned a great many bands, there was always a gaping hole at its core--a missing anthem. But skater kids are usually pretty hard to please and being good contrarians they hate this song. Which is all the more reason to turn it up, dude!
Warren Zevon--"Excitable Boy": I recently had the joy of hearing a live Warren Zevon concert from back in the day when he was alive and very drunk. My first reaction to the concert was "someone should fire the piano player," until I looked up the personnel and saw that it was Zevon and realized you can't fire him. Then I listened to his overbearing singing, which got noticeably worse as the concert proceeded as he kept slamming his mouth into the mic. I'd like to meet his dentist.
Andrew Gold--"Lonely Boy": Perhaps the greatest chorus of all-time. Seriously. "Oh what a lonely boy, oh what a lonely boy, oh what a lonely boy." Right up there with Springsteen's "My Hometown." "This is my hometown, this is my hometown, my hometown, this is my hometown." Whoever said rock lyrics ain't poetry obviously was never exposed to the good stuff.
Poor Boy": Since every singer-songwriter making a record today is compared to this guy whether they sound like him or not, why not give Nick his due with the one tune I can't listen to. Not because I can't handle the sadness of a "Poor Boy." Not that it hits too close to home. But because those damned back-up singers sound like they should be on someone else's record!
Jim Carroll--"Catholic Boy": Most people know Jim Carroll from his "People Who Died" tune, where he recounts--get this--people he knew who died. He made his name writing very funny diaries about taking drugs and playing basketball with kids your mother wouldn't want you hanging around. He also wrote poetry and when he made his albums mostly in the late '70s, he was considered a punk poet. Which was his excuse for making his songs really wordy and why it was OK that he couldn't sing a note. I liked him, but he can't sing. The Dead Boys had their own song called "(I Don't Wanna Be No) Catholic Boy" and they were from Cleveland. Coincidence? I don't think so.
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