It's a Zunny Day

Oh JOY to the fuckin' WORLD.

Today, tickets went on sale for the world tour of SUNSHINE POP greats The Turdles, Gary Fuckett, Three Dog Twat, and The Cow Slits. Among others.

Sorry, but when I find myself in times of loathing, Mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom: "LET IT GO."

JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST. LET IT GO.

What is it with people over 60? Early Alzheimers? A pathologically stubborn need to keep living in the past? Brain damage from all the drugs?

WHY would anyone want to see an awful show like this?

And how SENILE is it, when the same guys are top billed as both The Turtles and Flo and Eddie? This crowd is NOT interested in the latter, believe me! They want "Happy Together" not some stuff about a drippy kind of a hole, or whatever else they babbled about when they were with Crappa.

Some accountants, some stock brokers, are paying $100 each to sit up close and count the wrinkles on The Cowsills? God, they were an ugly, obnoxious homogenized bunch of assholes 40 years ago.

Gary Puckett? Fans are still anxious to hear his pedophile ode to a YOUNGER girl?

Mark Lindsay? The egomaniac who walked out on the now-dead Paul Revere, who wasn't even a singer or any competition? What song did they record that anybody with a brain would ever want to hear again?

Now that some of the "Dog Night" bunch are dead, we're supposed to cheer one of the nameless survivors? I suppose Chuck can sing "One is the loneliest number," and mean it. Other than that song, STFU, man.

How the Spencer Davis Group got onto the bill, I have no idea. As I vaguely remember 'em, they were some kind of blooze band for white people with no rhythm. "Oooh, Eddie, listen to 'em RIFF." Their fans were insisting that this group was better than Traffic? Or Blood Sweat and Tears? "Hey man, lemme play you a side of Spencer Davis, he's the deal, for real!"

HEY...when it was the 60's, you had unformed taste in music. You liked everything. And you want to prove that times haven't changed? You still like the SAME shit you did when you were 12? Or when you were on drugs at 18? Or God only knows, you wanna listen to the music you played while wiping the baby's ass at 22?

Horribly, there's been a buzz in a few forums and on Farcebook on how you should GET YOUR TICKETS NOW and how THE BOX OFFICE JUST OPENED!

This show is SIX MONTHS away. That's a precariously long time for the artists and the audience!

This is a reason to look forward to 2016?

HAPPY TOGETHER??

SAPPY TOGETHER is more like it.