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Discussion in 'On The Field' started by NRHorn, Feb 21, 2021.
Isn't it Maalik?
Hes got a high butt like Rod Babers likes to say.
Potato Potatoe, just thought I’d pass along a video of him throwing through a tight window.
I’ll do a spelling test with he and Bijon later.
I prefer Dijon because his moves has the mustard.
No Grey Poupon?
That would be Jayden Blue.
I thought it was Gaiden Blüe.
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide, call me Deacon Blue.
NRHorn had a great post then someone tanted it. Idoits.
Offseason is here, no doubt about it!
If we find out who the idoit is, they will be the laughing stalk of the boards!
Yup, off season in full swing...
Wow, a Steely Dan fan. You must be old because that was a great tune!!!
Steely Dan is awesome!
Upon Dion’s return, I plan to have a meeting at corporate. We will review bad posts, non sponsors and idoits. Think of the pledge screen in Animal House. At this meeting I plan to introduce the idoit portal. You arrive at TexAgs once you enter. Bubba won’t like the way they look at him when he gets there.
That lyric "They call Alabama the Crimson Tide. Call me Deacon Blue" always annoyed me for some reason. Don't no why other than it didn't make much sense. Why is he Deacon Blue?
Article in WSJ about that song. I recall the writer saying that he was thinking of Deacon Jones who was playing for the LA Rams at the time.
How Steely Dan Created ‘Deacon Blues’
Donald Fagen: Walter and I wrote “Deacon Blues” in Malibu, Calif., when we lived out there. Walter would come over to my place and we’d sit at the piano. I had an idea for a chorus: If a college football team like the University of Alabama could have a grandiose name like the “Crimson Tide,” the nerds and losers should be entitled to a grandiose name as well.
Walter Becker: Donald had a house that sat on top of a sand dune with a small room with a piano. From the window, you could see the Pacific in between the other houses. “Crimson Tide” didn’t mean anything to us except the exaggerated grandiosity that’s bestowed on winners. “Deacon Blues” was the equivalent for the loser in our song.
Mr. Fagen: When Walter came over, we started on the music, then started filling in more lyrics to fit the story. At that time, there had been a lineman with the Los Angeles Rams and the San Diego Chargers, Deacon Jones. We weren’t serious football fans, but Deacon Jones’s name was in the news a lot in the 1960s and early ‘70s, and we liked how it sounded. It also had two syllables, which was convenient, like “Crimson.” The name had nothing to do with Wake Forest’s Demon Deacons or any other team with a losing record. The only Deacon I was familiar with in football at the time was Deacon Jones.
Many people have assumed the song is about a guy in the suburbs who ditches his life to become a musician. In truth, I’m not sure the guy actually achieves his dream. He might not even play the horn. It’s the fantasy life of a suburban guy from a certain subculture. Many of our songs are journalistic. But this one was more autobiographical, about our own dreams when we were growing up in different suburban communities—me in New Jersey and Walter in Westchester County.
Mr. Becker: The protagonist in “Deacon Blues” is a triple-L loser—an L-L-L Loser. It’s not so much about a guy who achieves his dream but about a broken dream of a broken man living a broken life.
Mr. Fagen: The concept of the “expanding man” that opens the song [“This is the day of the expanding man / That shape is my shade there where I used to stand”] may have been inspired by Alfred Bester’s “The Demolished Man.” Walter and I were major sci-fi fans. The guy in the song imagines himself ascending the levels of evolution, “expanding” his mind, his spiritual possibilities and his options in life.
Mr. Becker: His personal history didn’t look like much so we allowed him to explode and provided him with a map for some kind of future.
Mr. Fagen: Say a guy is living at home at his parents’ house in suburbia. One day, when he’s 31, he wakes up and decides he wants to change the way he struts his stuff.
Mr. Becker: Or he’s making a skylight for his room above the garage and when the hole is open he feels the vibes coming in and has an epiphany. Or he’s playing chess games against himself by making moves out of a book and cheating.
A mystical thing takes place and he’s suddenly aware of his surroundings and life, and starts thinking about his options. The “fine line” we use in the song [“So useless to ask me why / Throw a kiss and say goodbye / I’ll make it this time / I’m ready to cross that fine line”] is the dividing line between being a loser and winner, at least according to his own code. He’s obviously tried to cross it before, without success.
Well, I hope you are happy now after I supplied you the answer. I do so much for you. /sarc
Appreciate the history. Great song a a great band.
Most rock and roll lyrics don't make sense or worse, just say the same thing over and over and over (queue Andy Rooney reading the lyrics to Michael Jackson's "Bad" on 60 Minutes). John Lennon reportedly wrote the lyrics to "I Am the Walrus" while on an acid trip, which explains a lot. Still, I miss Rock and Roll. Danny and the Juniors were wrong. Rock and Roll did indeed die (thanks Millenials).
Speaking of idoits and because it is the offseason after all...
How do you pronounce that word when you silently read it to yourself? Texanne and I discussed this 20 years ago but I don't expect everybody to remember that.
Do you hear the southern sounding id-oit, where just the vowel sounds are reversed?
Or do you hear it like the French might say it: ee-dwah?
Feel free to discuss until late August.
Business casual attire I assume
I propose adding "high butt" to the agenda just because
The Fez and FM are 2 my SD favs.
Don't laugh. I found out LAST year the origin of SD's name.
I lost that number, sorry Ricky.