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87. Last time you didn’t fake me out

Music, Song Blog

Not sure where I first heard of Ike Reilly. I’m sure it was the Internet, but don’t know what lead me to his music. I like lyrics with a bite – funny, topical and or political. I like music that doesn’t overwhelm the lyrics. Reilly’s music and lyrics were what I was looking for. Maybe the fact that Ike Reilly is from the Chicago area made me give him a listen. However I heard of him doesn’t really matter. I bought a couple of his CDs and tried so see him live at least twice, finally succeeding in doing so at one of my favorite venues. Unfortunately I wasn’t impressed with his live show persona.

I love the opening stanza in the first track on his out-of-print album Salesmen and Racists.

Last time I couldn’t make you come
Last time you didn’t fake me out
Last time I got a little bit wasted
But this time I don’t think you’ll mind
‘Cause I’m funny:

This song was described as

“…the most infectious song you’ll never hear on commercial radio. Here, Reilly roasts pinheads of all shapes and sizes whose sins are forgiven because of their humor…”

–Music Box Online, November 2001, Volume 8, #11

I’d rip the track off my cd and upload it but Ike kinda scares me a little. Wouldn’t want to get on his bad side.

If you get a chance to hear the song, do.

He’s funny.

Sunny Sunday

Life,

Sunday ended up being a beautiful day. I planted all the flowers and herbs that I bought yesterday, and transplanted last year’s mums to around the lamp post. It looks so much nicer now.

Andrew slept all day. Not sure what’s up with that.

Andrew’s wrestling banquet was a pleasant surprise. I’m not big on sports – even when Andrew is involved, but the wrestling folks are really nice – down to earth (unlike some soccer folks I’ve met). Perhaps it is because the majority of them live up county – and not in Bethesda.

Serene Saturday

Life

Not a lot happened on Saturday. We had plans to visit with Dean’s college roommate, Steve, and his girlfriend, Elana, but it didn’t work out. Clare called around noon and said her GS leader suggested she go home early because she seemed so miserable. We ended up driving to Olney and stopping at my favorite plant nursery, The Good Earth, and buying some gerbera daisies and a variety of herbs on the way to pick up Clare. On the way back we stopped at a mediocre Greek restaurant for dinner.