Today's Tuesday Tunes, titled May's Departed, are brought to you by what I'm not going to say. I'm not going to say that yesterday was May 24. I'm also not going to say that it snowed a bunch on this May 24. And I'm also not going to say that it snowed enough to break trees, cause accidents and kill The Winder's tomato plants. Everyone is talking about the many inches of accumulation in The Utah (or 'Tah) on this May 24.
Frankly, it's just a dull conversation. And that is why I'm not going to tell you about.
I'm good at not doing things, yes? Let me demonstrate how good at not doing things I am: Yesterday, my facebook status paid homage to the Toilet Plunger in loo (har har) of mentioning (for the zillionth time) that it snowed. Think about the plunger, folks. It's such a simple but clog-shattering creation. It's been known to save an entire household in one single propulsion and has it's very own Wiki page. Simply Amazing.
Enough of the potty talk. Today, in loo (har har) of Toilet Plungers and Snow, I plan to tell you about May's Departed. Thanks to Vera (again), we have a whole year's worth of the Departed. I wonder what she has planned for next year? Hmmm...
Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley (Drowning)
Dino's Song - Quick Silver Messenger (RIP John Cipollina, Emphysema)
Caprice No. 24 in A Minor - Niccolo Paganini (Cancer)
Eight Miles High - Byrds (RIP Gene Clark, Heart Attack)
I'm Just A Lucky So And So - Duke Ellington (Cancer)
Sho' Nuff I Do - Elmore James (Heart Attack)
Wipe Out - Surfaris (RIP Ron Wilson, Brain Aneurysm)
Two Tickets To Paradise - Eddie Money Band (RIP Kevin Gilbert, Autoerotic Self-Asphyxiation)
As Long As She Needs Me - Sammy Davis, Jr. (Cancer)
Help Me Make It Through The Night - June Carter Cash (RIP Post Surgery Passing)
Luck Be A Lady - Frank Sinatra (Heart Attack)
Heart Full Of Soul - The Yardbirds (Keith Relf, Electrocuted During Rehearsal)
No Woman No Cry - Bob Marley (Cancer/Brain Tumor)
The Letter - Box Tops (RIP Thomas Boggs, Cancer)
Our Love Is Drifting - Paul Butterfield Band (RIP Paul Butterfield, Overdose)
If you have any questions about a particular method of death, please don't ask me. Look it up on the Wiki. (It's also called erotic asphyxiation asphyxiophilia, autoerotic asphyxia, hypoxyphilia, or breath control play, and is classified as a paraphilia. Just in case you're curious. Brings new meaning to "Gasper, The Friendly Ghost" and perhaps makes one consider taking a loved one to high altitude. Everest, for example.)