Caught this on VH1 last night & it was fairly entertaining. I'm sure it'll be rerun 1,000 times. My 2 favorite moments were 1) Keith Richards' rambling off the top of his head induction speech for ZZ Top - awesome! Keith seemed to be feeling no pain - that's a shock... 2) Prince joining Tom Petty & Jeff Lynne & Co. on "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" & playing an awesome guitar solo! Worth checking out for that alone.
Well, I'm sure I'd feel much worse if I weren't under such heavy sedation.
I had no idea Prince could do what he did. Never a big fan of his, so I figured he was just another crappy pop star. HOT DAMN! And he's apparently a basketball prodigy, AND an excellent pancake chef too.
David Spade teaches us an Important Lesson:
Joe Dirt: So you're gonna tell me that you don't have no black cats, no roman candles, or screaming mimis? Kicking Wing: No. Joe Dirt: Oh come on man. You got no lady fingers, fuzz buttles, snicker bombs, church burners, finger blasters, gut busters, zippity do das, or crap flappers? Kicking Wing: No, I don't. Joe Dirt: Yer gonna stand there, owning a fireworks stand, and tell me you don't have no whistling bungholes, no spleen spliters, whisker biscuits, honkey lighters, hoosker doos, hoosker don'ts, cherry bombs, nipsy daisers, with or without the scooter stick, or one single whistling kitty chaser? Kicking Wing: No... because snakes and sparklers are the only ones I like. Joe Dirt: Well that might be your problem, it's not what you like, it's the consumer.
Hey I don't know if there are any other fans lurking in this group, and I know it's absurdly short notice, but tonight at Aragon is going to be Flaming Lips/Cake/De La Soul/Modest Mouse, and I have one ticket that as of now just became homeless.