As you may well know, I keep a running list of song titles for my (not real) band’s next album. I’m often coming across great little phrases and while I have no intention (or ability) to write any of these songs, I am more than happy to list their names.
Oh, just an FYI for all of our fans, I have been able to convince two actual people from school to be in the fake band! Big awesome to David and George! David is going to play the drums and George is going to play on the internet during our shows. So far it looks like, in addition to coming up with song titles, I will also be playing my variable speed blender. Yeah, we’re that kind of band. We’re like Beck used to be, only more so.
The titles:
Turn Her Brights Full On Me
Try the Albacore Tempura Rolls
The State of Hip Hop in Armenia
Finger Prints Grow Back
God is Not a Wishing Well
Angry, Homeless Hurricane Bees are Pissed
This is for the Girl with All the Problems
Jews of the Chocolate Trail
The Master of Sonorous Prose
The Greatest Romancer of the Machine
Chronic Sense of Cultural Inferiority
The Pulse in Her Bones
The Whole Galactical Thing
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