Monday, August 11, 2008

It's hip to be square, yeah?



Someone commented that listening to Huey Lewis is enough to put an elephant into a coma. So they were fascinated that his music hadn't cured my insomnia in the wee hours of this morning.

Is it just me? Does anyone else think that the mighty Hubert of Lewisville is the undisputed coolmeister of rock 'n soul?

'The Power of Love' (Back to the Future), 'I Want a New Drug', 'Heart of Rock & Roll', 'Stuck with You', 'Heart and Soul' - need I go on?

Some people say Huey's a poor man's George Thorogood.

Hmmmm.

Depends if you prefer The Beatles to the Rolling Stones.
Or Bruce Springsteen to John Cougar Mellencamp.
Spandau Ballet to Duran Duran.
Fall Out Boy to My Chemical Romance.
Cyndi Lauper to Madonna.
50 Cent to Ice-T.
Eric Clapton to Jimi Hendrix.
Peter Andre to Right Said Fred.
Bananarama to The Bangles.
Lionel Richie to Marvin Gaye.
Coldplay to Bucks Fizz.
The Vines to The Wiggles.

Pee

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