Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Geddy Lee, 07/29/53.

And what you say about his company is what you say about society.

I know we're always arguing about which is the superiorest of the superior kick-ass Canadian rock troupes: Steppenwolf, Bachman-Turner Overdrive, or Rush? I don't have time to get into it again with you right now, but in the category of "vocalists," we can all agree that Geddy is the winner. Plus he plays bass at the very same time he's singing! Catch the mist, catch the myth/Catch the mystery, catch the drift, sonnn!

The Internets have revealed to me another piece of information about him that will serve me well when I got on Rock Jeopardy!: he's a huge baseball fan and donated 200 verrry valuable autographed baseballs to the Negro Leagues Museum in '08 (they call him a "Canadian punk rocker" in the article; El Oh El, super-clueless!). Aww, I love a big-hearted Canadian.

So next time you raise your Tecate at the bar when "Tom Sawyer" comes on and it makes you feel all triumphant when you hear that synth come in, you can start sharing with your boys this bit about Geddy Lee and the Negro Leagues and they will no doubt think you're obnoxious but if there's a skinny music girl-nerd within earshot, she'll be super impressed.

Enjoy the greatest and most awful lyrical masterpiece disaster* of 1981 (I mean, Jesus, do you ever listen to the words? Bonkers), and the best song based on a Mark Twain novel EV-ERRRR, below. And where's my Tecate??

*The world is, the world is,
Love and life are deep,
Maybe as his eyes are wide.

Today's Tom Sawyer,
He gets high on you,
And the space he invades
He gets by on you.




danps said...

Chicks who have a working knowledge of Rush cause a vertiginous giddiness among fanboys, who are used to seeing females greet their music with a crinkled nose and some kind of snotty "what is that?" reaction.

On growing older:
My life is slipping away
I'm aging every day
But even when I am gray
I'll still be gray my way

Bonus lyrical awesomeness:
We are strangers to each other
Each one's life a novel no one else has read
Even joined in bonds of love
We're linked to one another by such slender threads

God I could do this all day.

And yes, I still have my Signals tour softball jersey.

tripleL said...


yea you got indiana pegged right, the town im in is so small i wish it was french lick. why cant this job send me somewhere nice like cali?