Writer Erin O'Brien comments on all things human.
That's it, I'm moving.
bobby conn is mineall minehes wearing my tracksuitim burning that thing later todaywhich is the highest compliment you can pay a garment around here by the waybobby conn is mine
I need to go back and re-start today, then skip the past few minutes... was that for real?
Friday Music is a little quiet today, so I've come over here to spin some Bobby.
The best part is the commentary at the end.
Isn't it intoxicating? Where do I sign up to be one of his followers?
I'm digging the dancing of the dude in the rust colored shirt and black pants on the far right. His wicked smooth moves are best from 0:47 to 1:03. (Yes, that's me in high school.)At the end of the song, is the singer having a cardiac event?! How in the world does he get through an entire performance if one song leaves him in need of a defibrilator? The handing over of the mike at the beginning is also a classic.
It's terrible. I have all this shit to do and I can't take my eyes from Bobby Conn. He's simply hypnotic. The moves. The intensity. The clothes!Bobby Conn! I am yours!
All growed uphe's still out there, and he's been to the Lancome counterhttp://www.popmatters.com/pm/features/article/10857/may-i-refer-to-myself-in-the-third-person-an-interview-with-bobby-conn/(notice he still has the tracksuit)i think he peaked with the first one though, intoxicating indeed
So, so glad I stopped by your blog today. This clip is the best thing I've seen all week.And WTF? How come I never heard of him before? I live in the Chicago area....I'm gonna go say no to the man, now.
That punk stole my haircut.When the punks steal your haircut you have to speak out.You have to say, That punk stole my haircut.So that's what I'm saying.I'm saying, That punk stole my haircut.(I'm anonymous since I gave up my Google ID, but you know me, O'Brien. You know I am your AARP Vermont beau. I am in the canoe already and paddling to Cleveland.)
That punk did steal your haircut.
And you have to know that Bobby Conn had been on "Bozo" as a child. Frasier Thomas had him all psyched up to throw that ping pong ball into bucket number 5 — he could have won it all - $42 in silver dollars, a new Schwinn bicycle, a gift certificate from Toys R Us, and a birthday cake from Dominick's. But, he choked and he missed.I guess that makes Bozo "the man"?I love this city.God bless you Bobby Conn, and keep on keeping on.
I want my life back.
Worship at the altar:www.bobbyconn.com
My synopsis:Scary hybrid of Mick Jagger and Donny Osmond (dance moves and stage swagger, not teeth or lips). With a Motown backbeat a la The Jackson 5's "One Bad Apple".And a touch of indie angst.Gotta LOVE local cable access.ACK.
I thought there was no way this was serious. But Bobby Conn has a website. And he has dozens of songs for sale on iTunes.So this must be real. And appears to be somewhat serious.So strange. Some of the worst lip synching I've ever seen.But I gotta tell you, I think I'm going to buy that song from iTunes. I'd like to listen to that song while I am driving to and from work. Seriously.I've already said "yes" to the man, you see. And I appreciate Bobby bringing me some fresh perspective on the question whether it's been good for me.This is really something.
Is that!Could it be?!It is!!!ITS A NECKACHIEF!!!(I thought they were just a myth...)
aw...the video isn't working! we need bobby cohn!
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