[reply]That Judas Priest case is weird. I only found out fairly recently that the song was a COVER of a tune by SpookyTooth. How come they were never brought in?
Because they probably didn’t have subliminal “DO ITS” in their version…[/reply]
How come nobody ever attempted suicide listening to “The Hustle”? The “do its” in that song aren’t even backmasked!
It’s a long shot, but anyone know if the “DO IT!” shouts on “We Shall Cleanse the World” were in any way influenced by the 1985 “Better by You, Better than Me” suicide pact?
Would have been a recent news story around the time of Big Sexy Land’s recording, but I forget whether or not the whole accusation of “DO IT” back-masking came about at the time of the original events, or in the 1990 trial.
^^ You know, I bet the real convo wasn’t that far off from yours.
Seriously, I bet they all get together and discuss what would position them best.
You’re probably right which is pretty silly cause even if they speculated every detail correct this one story wouldn’t catapult them into the realm of respected newspaper.
Based on what im hearing i would think there will probably be some kind of charges filed on his physicians because he was on pain killers that are supposed to be prescribed to cancer patients and so far no reports of cancer.
I know that to most it’s like any other death due to drug use, but considering the past two years I’ve gone through with loved ones around me affected by or addicted to opiates…
Please. Don’t do them. They, much like the Wu-Tang Clan, are not to be fucked with.
Any and all other drugs pale in comparison. It’s just disgusting, degenerative shit with no positives down the line. Even Al J was freebasing while he was shooting up - so it’s not used solely for “creativity”.
No shit, it’s depressing.
You’re 55 and still obsessed about this fucking Internet chat board and bumping threads 5, 10, and 15 years old.
Live that retirement life like a a baller, Pops! You should be gettin’ that half-price power breakfast at Denny’s and eyeballing those ladies at the senior center for square dance night, not returning to the board you shit your pants on and reminding people of your less-than-swanlike exit.