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17:41 / 12.11.06

Why has nobody mentioned livin' on a prayer yet?!

It's pure classic drunken goodness. A heartbreaking story of tough working class life; it includes the wrenching 'BABY IT'S OKAY!!' as Johnny tries to ease the pain felt by a Gina as she cries in the night.

But it's tough.. so tough..

And the chorus has the perfect build-up. Just before the key-change, there's the stunning 'YOU LIVE FOR THE FIGHT WHEN IT'S ALL THAT YOU GOT!' which acts as a call to every member of the night to belt out with fury the very last shreds of their vocal chords.

It's also damned stirring. Jon Bon is talking about the fight for life, here. That's the shit'll make you cry on a good night out.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

20:26 / 12.11.06

Funnily enough, a friend of mine put that on the jukebox in the pub today. In the middle of my rant about why it was actually shit, I found myself admitting it really is a great drunken singalong song. And reminiscing about having done just that on many occasions.

(In fact, I have vague memories of people being able to trigger my drunken rendition just by saying shit like "hey, remember Tommy? Y'know how he used to work on the docks? Well, it so happens than the union's been on strike" and I would forthwith embarrass myself terribly. BASTARDS).

So yes. I agree on that one.

WHOAH-WHOAH WE'RE HALFWAY THERE

05:11 / 13.11.06

The Doors seashantyesq peices were obviousbly built for this.

Well I'll tell you a story of whisky and mystics and men

Stumbling from one blur to the next, bottle held high

Show me the way to the next whisky bar...

ORA ORA ORA ORAAAA!!

06:57 / 13.11.06

myself and some friends recently walked around our campus for about 20 minutes, at 11 at night, singing bohemian rhapsody, with various people being vocals, and others on instruments, as it came to them. It was beautiful, until camsec showed up.

14:04 / 13.11.06

I usually opt for head, shoulders, knees and toes, complete with actions while walking down the street. Sometimes New York, New York, if I feel the need to link arms with people or maybe the Hokey-Cokey.

11:41 / 14.11.06

When drunk some Dubliners usually work for me...

"And as I went home on monday night... as drunk as drunk could be, I saw a horse outside the door, where my old horse should be."

And you can shout it as loud as you want and still get the right sound, which is great. Also, you can test how drunk you are by the amount of verses you can remember.

12:20 / 14.11.06

With my friends back home it usually ends up being anything by Dropkick Murphys, especially "Legend of Finn McCool". With my friends on campus it depends on our mood. Recently, we've had good experiences with Aha "Take on Me" (especially the high notes), Coil "Circles of Mania" (often turns into a medley we've dubbed Coil! the Musical), and "Bring the Pain" (always fun because half of us hear the Method Man version in our heads, while the other half are more familiar with the Mindless Self Indugence version, and while the lyrics are the same, it leads to differences in delivery).

On several occasions I've tried to get people to sing "TV Party" but none of my friends listen to Black Flag.

I think drunk songs are a beautiful thing. Few things can grab a person emotionally like music, and it really lifts the spirits to sing something loudly with other people, that moment of 'wow, we all know this, we share this song, and we're sharing this time' really gets to me.

15:10 / 19.11.06

If I'm being Maudlin, (or pretending to be, which is always fun. I live by the beachso I can walk along the sand looking all cool and sorrowful like.) then I tend to sing Jeff Buckley's cover of Hallelujah. I intentionally fail to hit the high notes so everyone can hear just how gut renchingly sad I am.
If being wasted and happy and groupy, I will either sing the "dadada" part of "Chelsea Daggers" or a children's hymn. Drunken blasphemy is best blasphemy, it often comes with hand actions.

15:14 / 19.11.06

The words just came back to me, you can all improvise on the dance.

"A wiggly waggly worm,
a slippery slimy slug,
a creepy-crawly-buzzy-thing,
a tickly wickly bug!
Of all the things to be,
I'm happy that I'm me.
Thankyou Lord I'm happy that I'm me.

I'm happy that I'm me,
I'm happy that I'm me
There's nothing else in all the world that I would rather be!!

A wiggly waggly worm,
a slippery slimy slug,
a creepy-crawly-buzzy-thing,
a tickly wickly bug!
Of all the things to be,
I'm happy that I'm me.
Thankyou Lord I'm happy that I'm me."

Ah, Spring Harvest, of all the indoctrination camps my mother put me through, you where the best.

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