What's the MOST ANNOYING TV Theme Song You've EVER Heard in Your ENTIRE Life?
The Facts of Life
"How important is the theme song/music to tv shows ?"?
We loved the song (Bum-de-bum-bum!) to the old Dragnet detective program, besides mimicking the main characters (Just the facts, ma'am!) when we were kids. We usually saw it on TV, but at least once, I remember we listened to the show on the radio as my folks drove us up from Oklahoma on New Year's Eve to visit relatives who lived in a big old 2-story house in Wichita, Kansas. It must be emblazoned all in one mental package, with the theme song, leaning over the car seat to hear the Dragnet program, & playing upstairs with cousins until it was time to race down the stairs & bang on some pans & yell Happy New Year at 11 pm. 11 pm? Yeah, we were in Central Standard Time, & it was midnight in NYC. That's parents for you. I don't think there was any Dragnet the next morning when we drove back because I don't remember a thing about the trip home except that it was boring. So, yes, the song really sets the mood for the whole show, & in that case, the whole trip. We probably heard something like Jack Benny, too, on the Saturday night drive, but I can't really remember much other than his voice & the laugh track. I'm sure there must have been a Jack Benny theme song, but I don't remember it at all.
AKON Here to stay? Or a flash in the pan???
He IS Nate Dogg reborn, that's why he's going to be here for a while. Everyone wants to do a track with him. I think he's a good vocalist and despite his accent his singing voice is clear and his vocal tone is great. Rappers may be a dime a dozen, but good vocalist in the genre aren't.
What is the most uncomfortable thing you ever saw with your parents?
On July 28th, 1982, my Family attended the Funeral of my twenty-five year old Brother, killed in a Motorcycle Accident. Mom and Dad had each other. Both of my Sisters had their Husbands. All of my Grandparents had each other as well. The Woman I had asked to become my Wife was lying on her Bed, in her Living Room…dying from Cancer. She would Survive for another Seven Months. When his Funeral was over, our Family rose to leave the Church. Everyone in my Family had someone with whom to cling…except, for me. All of a sudden, I simply couldn’t move. I just felt so Empty, so Hollow, and so very much Alone. The Pastor came to my rescue. He placed his Arm around my Shoulder, to help Escort me from the Church. But, just as soon as he touched me…I dissolved in Tears. He had to practically carry me from the Church. That was, by far, the most uncomfortable event I ever attended with my Parents. But, as deep as was my own Sorrow and Grief, on that same Evening, I was with Millie. She needed my Help, very badly. I remember looking at her through the Living Room Window. My God, she was so very thin. If her feet weren’t poking up the covers at the end of her Bed, I would have thought her Bed…empty. I softly knocked on her door. She rose to let me in. And, this Woman who was, herself, in so much Pain, and was, herself, Dying…..laid her bald Head upon my Shoulder. And, she Wept for me, and my Loss…..and, not for Herself. It was all I could do to Comfort Her, and assure Her…I would be okay. That was a very sad time in my Life, Ms. Petrillo. That was when I descended into the agonizing Depths of Despair that is Alcoholism.