The Ballad of Randy Travis (Parody)

The Ballad of Randy Travis

Sung to the tune of "The Ballad of Jed Clampett."

Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Ran

Big country star didn't have the best of plans

Late one day he was buying Marlboros,

But you don't have pockets when you don't have clothes

(Butt nekkid, Trans Am, Party time)

Well the next thing you know old Ran's around a tree

Ass in the wind where his pants ought to be

Cop said "Sir, I really think you should come with me"

So they loaded up that drunk who was causing quite a scene

(Obstruction, retaliation, death threats)

Well now it's time to say a prayer for Randy and his woes

We'd like to ask him not to show his junk on the road

And he's invited to a nice rehab facility

Now he has a heaping source for his creativity

(Party like a country star, that's what they're saying now, 

Fake outlaws got nothin' on Randy, ya hear?)

This Explains Randy Travis' Recent Behavior...

His new line of bath products...

Randy Travis Arrest Song Title Parodies

I'm not usually one to pick on stars for their personal issues, but when somebody gets arrested naked and threatens police officers during a 2nd DWI of the year, it's kinda difficult to avoid getting a rush of twisted humor from the situation. Please get help, Randy. I mean it. Here are some Randy Travis song title parodies collected today on Twitter.

Randy Travis' Storms of Life

Randy Travis Arrested -- BUCK NAKED During Drunk Driving Arrest ...

A Rant by Mike Brooks

Algorithm and Blues
by Mike Brooks

So...this week, a mistake in math by a certain company pushed a change of events that moved the stock markets lower and may lead to the demise of said company.  The rights and wrongs of "wealth without work" are for another rant on another blog. And this shit matters too.

Here's the thing...because you have algorithm (technology) doesn't mean you have rhythm.  Because you can sample/record something somebody else (with rhythm) created doesn't mean you should.  And because you and your buddies like it blasted from the stereo in your Honda Civic doesn't mean anyone else will.

I have heard enough about pimps and hoes, Cristal vs Remy, Escalades and their wheel size...good lord do you have nothing original to say?  Oh..and the way you treat women is disgusting...maybe not to you or them now, but it will be someday.

Why not do this...go to local music store and buy an instrument.  Most of those performers you profess to love did.  Strum, hit, jingle, pick or blow it.  Take a lesson, find a voice, play a song, make up a song find some people that you can PLAY music.  Warning though...it's not easy, it is a lot of work....and fun...and real.

Just a thought....I could be wrong.


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