OK so I'm thinking about this and I decided that I need to put this into context. As a performing musician with twenty five years under my panties I've had to learn and play some pretty horendous songs Achy Breaky Heart comes to mind but I also learned some really good songs as well. Since my audience was an older crowd I learned a lot of older songs Frauline, There's a Star Spangled Banner Waving Out There, Yeah I sang that one too. Slow Poke and so on I loved those old songs and I always had fun playing them and I always got a kick when someone would remember the song and you could see them strolling down memory lane that was always fun. So yeah I like Ole Slim and the rest of them they had a place in time and you'll never hear the likes of them again and I don't mean that in a bad way with todays music being what it is it's nice to go back in time and listen to the oldies unlike the 50's oldies stations that are still out there there are no country stations that dedicate air time to the old standards back when music was music and time was time.

seriously curious (imported) wrote: Fri Oct 29, 2010 5:51 pm Come on don't be so rough on ole Slim he's one of those country music Icons. Why if it hadn't been for Slim, yodeling would have never come in style. You should hear Lee Ann Rhyms now that girl can yodel besides I like ole slim he did haqve a couple of good songs Damn if I know what there were but he has staying power people still remember him and that's not all bad is it?

Hey, I love Indian Love Call by Slim Whitman.

Dave (imported) wrote: Fri Oct 29, 2010 6:01 pm Only in a thread started by MAC discussing Halloween could we descend into Slim Whitman territory.

I don't mind a bit. This thread was meant for fun so, go for it.

P.S. Just don't confuse me with Mac, the guy with the sexy chick in is avatar.

Well after that post I thought maybe I did not give slim enough of a chance, so I turned up the volume and started it again, my dog started to howl and sing with slim, Rupert started to hiss then left the room, with the dog still singing I decided to follow Rupert's lead and I left it to Slim and Nellie singing a duet. I shut the door on the way out.

River

Umm, hello? (http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid= ... 359&ref=nf)

What else is there to say, except Damn it River it still hurts to laugh!!!

Riverwind (imported) wrote: Fri Oct 29, 2010 8:46 pm Well after that post I thought maybe I did not give slim enough of a chance, so I turned up the volume and started it again, my dog started to howl and sing with slim, Rupert started to hiss then left the room, with the dog still singing I decided to follow Rupert's lead and I left it to Slim and Nellie singing a duet. I shut the door on the way out.

River

I am so sorry, I should have thought of that

Yippie Ki-Yay

River

Now I myself have never really embraced country and western music and maybe its because I have always preferred ballads, songs that tell a story, like the one below.

This is for A-1

Way down on the prairie where cowflop is thick

Where women are women and cowboys come quick

There lived pretty Charlotte, the girl we adore

The pride of the prarie, the cowpuncher's whore

It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore,

The pride of the prarie, the cowpuncher's whore.

She's dirty, she's vulgar, she spits in the street

Why whenever you see her, she's always in heat

She'll lay for a dollar, take less or take more

The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.

Charlotte, the harlot, the girl we adore,

The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.

One day in the canyon, no pants on her quim

A rattlesnake saw her and flung himself in

Charlotte the Harlot gave cowboys the frights

The only vagina that rattles and bites.

It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore

The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.

One day on the prairie while riding along

My seat in the saddle, the reins on my dong

Who should I meet but the girl I adore

The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.

It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore

The pride of the prairie, the cowpuncher's whore.

I got off my pony, I reached for her crack

The damn thing was rattling and bitin' me back

I took out my pistol, I aimed for its head

I missed the damn rattler, I shot her instead.

It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore

The pride of the prarie, the cowpuncher's whore

Her funeral procession was forty miles long

With a chorus of cowpunchers singin' this song

"Here lies a young maiden who never kept score

Young Charlotte the Harlot, the cowpuncher's whore!"

It's Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore

The pride of the prarie, the cowpuncher's FRIEND!

I know, its an oldie but a goodie

River

What River didn't tell you all was that he and I dated Charlotte a long, long time ago.

This is true, I was very young then but Mac was still old.

And Charlotte was fantastic.

River