I remember as late as 1994, some stores kept the Parental Advisory albums under glass, and it made it hard for me get NWA and Ice Cube's albums.
Alot of lyrics turned my stomach anyway, and I listened to acts like Pete Rock & CL Smooth and Public Enemy instead. | |
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vainandy said: It helped sales because if people didn't know the record was obscene, they did when they saw the sticker, which made them want it even more.
I remember five years before the famous sticker, Prince's album, "Dirty Mind" contained a sticker that read..... "This album contains language that may be unsuitable for young listeners." I had a few Prince 45s already, but because of this sticker, I got my first Prince album. I simply put my thumb over the sticker and my grandmother bought it for me. She looked at Prince's picture on the cover, saw the name "Prince" across the front, and said....."Oh, look at Freddie Prinze". Now that I think about it, my mom bought me 'Dirty Mind' when I was 15. She worked in Manhattan near Disc-O-Mat which sold albums cheap and every other week I would ask her to get me one or two records. Man, I didn't even think about the idea of her buying an explicit record for me. That's funny because she's really conservative. | |
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She saw that album cover and still bought it for you? Yeah, she thought he was Freddie Prinze. When we got in the car, I had already pulled the plastic off the album (which contained the sticker) and she looked at the cover and said "You know what that is he's standing in front of don't you? Those are old bed springs" I don't know why she didn't make the connection because he was in his underwear. Old people....you gotta love em. I did the same trick with my thumb when she bought me the "1999" album. I put my thumb over the "1" that was in the shape of a dick. She paid the cashier and we were good to go. Andy is a four letter word. | |
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vainandy said: intha916 said:
She saw that album cover and still bought it for you? Yeah, she thought he was Freddie Prinze. When we got in the car, I had already pulled the plastic off the album (which contained the sticker) and she looked at the cover and said "You know what that is he's standing in front of don't you? Those are old bed springs" I don't know why she didn't make the connection because he was in his underwear. Old people....you gotta love em. I did the same trick with my thumb when she bought me the "1999" album. I put my thumb over the "1" that was in the shape of a dick. She paid the cashier and we were good to go. Bringing Together Five Decades of R&B/Funk/Soul/Dance
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AND THE SHIT STILL DONT WORK,,,,EVERYBODY IS BUY IT FOR SOMEBODY ELSE SOME PEOPLE--THOSE WHO THINK IT'S EVER THEIR PLACE TO CHANGE SOMEONE--WILL FIND NEW "FAULTS" WHEN OLD ONES GET "FIXED".
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In UK, I think we see less of it then the USA do. | |
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It was coo back in the day, now it's just there and non noticeable i will never dance | |
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HEARING STATEMENT OF FRANK ZAPPA
These are my personal observations and opinions. They are addressed to the PMRC as well as this committee. I speak on behalf of no group or professional organization. The PMRC proposal is an ill-conceived piece of nonsense which fails to deliver any real benefits to children, infringes the civil liberties of people who are not children, and promises to keep the courts busy for years, dealing with the interpretational and enforcemental problems inherent in the proposal's design. It is my understanding that, in law, First Amendment Issues are decided with a preference for the least restrictive alternative. In this context, the PMRC's demands are the equivalent of treating dandruff by decapitation. No one has forced Mrs. Baker or Mrs. Gore to bring Prince or Sheena Easton into their homes. Thanks to the Constitution, they are free to buy other forms of music for their children. Apparently, they insist on purchasing the works of contemporary recording artists in order to support a personal illusion of aerobic sophistication. Ladies, please be advised: The $8.98 purchase price does not entitle you to a kiss on the foot from the composer or performer in exchange for a spin on the family Victrola. Taken as a whole, the complete list of PMRC demands reads like an instruction manual for some sinister kind of "toilet training program" to house-break all composers and performers because of the lyrics of a few. Ladies, how dare you? The ladies' shame must be shared by the bosses at the major labels who, through the RIAA, chose to bargain away the rights of composers, performers, and retailers in order to pass H.R. 2911, The Blank Tape Tax: A private tax levied by an industry on consumers for the benefit of a select group within that industry. Is this a "consumer issue"? You bet it is. PMRC spokesperson, Kandy Stroud, announced to millions of fascinated viewers on last Friday's ABC Nightline debate that Senator Gore, a man she described as "A friend of the music industry," is co-sponsor of something she referred to as "anti-piracy legislation". Is this the same tax bill with a nicer name? The major record labels need to have H.R. 2911 whiz through a few committees before anybody smells a rat. One of them is chaired by Senator Thurmond. Is it a coincidence that Mrs. Thurmond is affiliated with the PMRC? I cannot say she's a member, because the PMRC has no members. Their secretary told me on the phone last Friday that the PMRC has no members . . . only founders. I asked how many other D.C. wives are nonmembers of an organization that raises money by mail, has a tax-exempt status, and seems intent on running the Constitution of the United States through the family paper-shredder. I asked her if it was a cult. Finally, she said she couldn't give me an answer and that she had to call their lawyer. While the wife of the Secretary of the Treasury recites "Gonna drive my love inside you . . .", and Senator Gore's wife talks about "Bondage!" and "oral sex at gunpoint," on the CBS Evening News, people in high places work on a tax bill that is so ridiculous, the only way to sneak it through is to keep the public's mind on something else: 'Porn rock'. The PMRC practices a curious double standard with these fervent recitations. Thanks to them, helpless young children all over America get to hear about oral sex at gunpoint on network TV several nights a week. Is there a secret FCC dispensation here? What sort of end justifies THESE means? PTA parents should keep an eye on these ladies if that's their idea of 'good taste'. Is the basic issue morality? Is it mental health? Is it an issue at all? The PMRC has created a lot of confusion with improper comparisons between song lyrics, videos, record packaging, radio broadcasting, and live performances. These are all different mediums, and the people who work in them have the right to conduct their business without trade-restraining legislation, whipped up like an instant pudding by The Wives of Big Brother. Is it proper that the husband of a PMRC nonmember/founder/person sits on any committee considering business pertaining to the Blank Tape Tax or his wife's lobbying organization? Can any committee thus constituted 'find facts' in a fair and unbiased manner? This committee has three. A minor conflict of interest? The PMRC promotes their program as a harmless type of consumer information service providing 'guidelines' which will assist baffled parents in the determination of the 'suitability' of records listened to by 'very young children'. The methods they propose have several unfortunately [sic] side effects, not the least of which is the reduction of all American Music, recorded and live, to the intellectual level of a Saturday morning cartoon show. Teen-agers with $8.98 in their pocket might go into a record store alone, but 'very young children' do not. Usually there is a parent in attendance. The $8.98 is in the parents pocket. The parent can always suggest that the $8.98 be spent on a book. If the parent is afraid to let the child read a book, perhaps the $8.98 can be spent on recordings of instrumental music. Why not bring jazz or classical music into your home instead of Blackie Lawless or Madonna? Great music with no words at all is available to anyone with sense enough to look beyond this week's platinum-selling fashion plate. Children in the 'vulnerable' age bracket have a natural love for music. If, as a parent, you believe they should be exposed to something more uplifting than sugar walls, support Music Appreciation programs in schools. Why haven't you considered your child's need for consumer information? Music Appreciation costs very little compared to sports expenditures. Your children have a right to know that something besides pop music exists. lt is unfortunate that the PMRC would rather dispense governmentally sanitized Heavy Metal Music, than something more 'uplifting'. Is this an indication of PMRC's personal taste, or just another manifestation of the low priority this administration has placed on education for The Arts in America? The answer, of course, is neither. You cannot distract people from thinking about an unfair tax by talking about Music Appreciation. For that you need sex . . . and lots of it. Because of the subjective nature of the PMRC ratings, it is impossible to guarantee that some sort of 'despised concept' won't sneak through, tucked away in new slang or the overstressed pronounciation of an otherwise innocent word. If the goal here is total verbal/moral safety, there is only one way to achieve it; watch no TV, read no books, see no movies, listen to only instrumental music, or buy no music at all. The establishment of a rating system, voluntary or otherwise, opens the door to an endless parade of Moral Quality Control Programs based on "Things Certain Christians Don't Like". What if the next bunch of Washington Wives demands a large yellow "J" on all material written or performed by Jews, in order to save helpless children from exposure to 'concealed Zionist doctrine'? Record ratings are frequently compared to film ratings. Apart from the quantitative difference, there is another that is more important: People who act in films are hired to 'pretend'. No matter how the film is rated, it won't hurt them personally. Since many musicians write and perform their own material and stand by it as their art (whether you like it or not), an imposed rating will stigmatize them as individuals. How long before composers and performers are told to wear a festive little PMRC arm band with their Scarlet Letter on it? The PMRC rating system restrains trade in one specific musical field: Rock. No ratings have been requested for Comedy records or Country Music. Is there anyone in the PMRC who can differentiate infallibly between Rock and Country Music? Artists in both fields cross stylistic lines. Some artists include comedy material. If an album is part Rock, part Country, part Comedy, what sort of label would it get? Shouldn't the ladies be warning everyone that inside those Country albums with the American Flags, the big trucks, and the atomic pompadours there lurks a fascinating variety of songs about sex, violence, alcohol, and the devil, recorded in a way that lets you hear every word, sung for you by people who have been to prison and are proud of it. If enacted, the PMRC program would have the effect of protectionist legislation for the Country Music Industry, providing more security for cowboys than it does for children. One major retail outlet has already informed the Capitol Records sales staff that it would not purchase or display an album with any kind of sticker on it. Another chain with outlets in shopping malls has been told by the landlord that if it racked "hard-rated albums" they would lose their lease. That opens up an awful lot of shelf space for somebody. Could it be that a certain Senatorial husband and wife team from Tennessee sees this as an 'affirmative action program' to benefit the suffering multitudes in Nashville? Is the PMRC attempting to save future generations from SEX ITSELF? The type, the amount, and the timing of sexual information given to a child should be determined by the parents, not by people who are involved in a tax scheme cover-up. The PMRC has concocted a Mythical Beast, and compounds the chicanery by demanding 'consumer guidelines' to keep it from inviting your children inside its sugar walls. Is the next step the adoption of a "PMRC National Legal Age For Comprehension of Vaginal Arousal". Many people in this room would gladly support such legislation, but, before they start drafting their bill, I urge them to consider these facts: (1) There is no conclusive scientific evidence to support the claim that exposure to any form of music will cause the listener to commit a crime or damn his soul to hell. (2) Masturbation is not illegal. If it is not illegal to do it, why should it be illegal to sing about it? (3) No medical evidence of hairy palms, warts, or blindness has been linked to masturbation or vaginal arousal, nor has it been proven that hearing references to either topic automatically turns the listener into a social liability. (4) Enforcement of anti-masturbatory legislation could prove costly and time consuming. (5) There is not enough prison space to hold all the children who do it. The PMRC's proposal is most offensive in its "moral tone". It seems to enforce a set of implied religious values on its victims. Iran has a religious government. Good for them. I like having the capitol of the United States in Washington, DC, in spite of recent efforts to move it to Lynchburg, VA. Fundamentalism is not a state religion. The PMRC's request for labels regarding sexually explicit lyrics, violence, drugs, alcohol, and especially occult content reads like a catalog of phenomena abhorrent to practitioners of that faith. How a person worships is a private matter, and should not be inflicted upon or exploited by others. Understanding the Fundamentalist leanings of this organization, I think it is fair to wonder if their rating system will eventually be extended to inform parents as to whether a musical group has homosexuals in it. Will the PMRC permit musical groups to exist, but only if gay members don't sing, and are not depicted on the album cover? The PMRC has demanded that record companies "re-evaluate" the contracts of those groups who do things on stage that THEY find offensive. I remind the PMRC that groups are comprised of individuals. If one guy wiggles too much, does the whole band get an "X"? If the group gets dropped from the label as a result of this 're-evaluation' process, do the other guys in the group who weren't wiggling get to sue the guy who wiggled because he ruined their careers? Do the founders of the tax-exempt organization with no members plan to indemnify record companies for any losses incurred from unfavorably decided breach of contract suits, or is there a PMRC secret agent in the Justice Department? Should individual musicians be rated? If so, who is qualified to determine if the guitar player is an "X", the vocalist is a "D/A" or the drummer is a "V". If the bass player (or his Senator) belongs to a religious group that dances around with poisonous snakes, does he get an "O"? What if he has an earring in one ear, wears an Italian Horn around his neck, sings about his astrological sign, practices yoga, reads the Quaballah, or owns a rosary? Will his "occult content" rating go into an old CoIntelPro computer, emerging later as a "fact", to determine if he qualifies for a home-owner loan? Will they tell you this is necessary to protect the folks next door from the possibility of 'devil-worship' lyrics creeping through the wall? What hazards await the unfortunate retailer who accidently [sic] sells an "O" rated record to somebody's little Johnny? Nobody in Washington seemed to care when Christian Terrorists bombed abortion clinics in the name of Jesus. Will you care when the "Friends of the wives of big brother" blow up the shopping mall? The PMRC wants ratings to start as of the date of their enactment. That leaves the current crop of 'objectionable material' untouched. What will be the status of recordings from that Golden Era to censorship? Do they become collector's items . . . or will another "fair and unbiased committee" order them destroyed in a public ceremony? Bad facts make bad law, and people who write bad laws are, in my opinion, more dangerous than songwriters who celebrate sexuality. Freedom of Speech, Freedom of Religious Tthought [sic], and the Right to Due Process for composers, performers and retailers are imperiled if the PMRC and the major labels consummate this nasty bargain. Are we expected to give up Article One so the big guys can collect an extra dollar on every blank tape and 10 to 25% on tape recorders? What's going on here? Do WE get to vote on this tax? There's an awful lot of smoke pouring out of the legislative machinery used by the PMRC to inflate this issue. Try not to inhale it. Those responsible for the vandalism should pay for the damage by voluntarily rating themselves. If they refuse, perhaps the voters could assist in awarding the Congressional "X", the Congressional "D/A", the Congressional "V", and the Congressional "O". Just like the ladies say: these ratings are necessary to protect our children. I hope it's not too late to put them where they really belong. a psychotic is someone who just figured out what's going on | |
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Anxiety said: and my mom was playing much worse lyrics than prince when she'd spin her old frank zappa albums.
Just a couple... You're phony on top You're phony underneath You lay in bed & grit your teeth MADGE, I WANT YOUR BODY! HARRY, GET BACK! MADGE, IT'S NOT MERELY PHYSICAL! HARRY, YOU'RE A BEAST! Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me MADGE, I . . . MADGE . . . I COULDN'T HELP IT . . . I . . . DOGGONE IT! Harry You're A Beast =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= I'm gonna ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Corn hole Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Fist fuck Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Wrist-watch: Crisco Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Pud! Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poop chute Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poop chute Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poop chute (Ay ay ay ay) Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poop chute (Ay ay ay ay) Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poooop chute (Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay) Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer . . . Broken Hearts Are For Assholes ...Zappa Rules! tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...rmusic.htm "Ya see, we're not interested in what you know...but what you are willing to learn. C'mon y'all." | |
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theAudience said: Anxiety said: and my mom was playing much worse lyrics than prince when she'd spin her old frank zappa albums.
Just a couple... You're phony on top You're phony underneath You lay in bed & grit your teeth MADGE, I WANT YOUR BODY! HARRY, GET BACK! MADGE, IT'S NOT MERELY PHYSICAL! HARRY, YOU'RE A BEAST! Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me Don't come in me, in me MADGE, I . . . MADGE . . . I COULDN'T HELP IT . . . I . . . DOGGONE IT! Harry You're A Beast =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= I'm gonna ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Corn hole Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Fist fuck Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Wrist-watch: Crisco Ram it, ram it, ram it Ram it up yer poop chute Pud! Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poop chute Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poop chute Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poop chute (Ay ay ay ay) Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poop chute (Ay ay ay ay) Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer poooop chute (Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay) Don't fool yerself, girl, It's goin' right up yer . . . Broken Hearts Are For Assholes ...Zappa Rules! tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...rmusic.htm let's not forget the song that used to inspire my mom to walk around the house mumbling "titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer" while she dusted the furniture... | |
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Anxiety said: let's not forget the song that used to inspire my mom to walk around the house mumbling "titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer" while she dusted the furniture... You made me do it... Terry: Wait a minute . . . a tinge of doubt crosses my mind when you say that you want to make a deal with me . . . FZ: That's very, very true . . . Terry: Wait . . . you ain't supposed to wanna make a deal with me FZ: Ah, but I'm slightly different than your average customer, Devil . . . Terry: But, wait . . . but most people don't want to make a deal with me . . . Wha . . . FZ: Yeah . . . I'm only interested in two things, that's titties and beer, you know what I mean? Terry: What? FZ: Yeah . . . Terry: Titties and beer? FZ: Titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer . . . Terry: (Growling) Whoa, I don't know if you're the right guy! FZ: . . . titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer Why stop there... What's the thing that they's talkin' about everywhere? SEX When they wanna be suave 'n debonair SEX What's poppin' up the most from coast to coast SEX At yer bongo party an' yer weenie roast SEX Even them Christians who is born again SEX Go out 'n get pooched every now 'n' then SEX Do ya do or don't ya don't SEX Bet yer lyin' if ya say ya won't Some girls try it 'n go on a diet Then they worry 'cause they's too fat Who wants t'ride on an ironin' board? That ain't no fun . . . I tried me one Grow that meat all over yer bones Work the wall with the local jones 'N while you do it, remember this line The Sniffer says it all the time "THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION . . . " Makes no difference if yer young or old SEX Don't you act like it's made of gold SEX Ladies they need it just like the guys SEX Maybe you could use a protein surprise SEX Layin' down or standin' up SEX You get reals good, just keep it up SEX Any time, anywhere SEX Why d'ya think it's growin' there? SEX Some girls try it 'n they don't like it They complain 'cause it don't last Who wants to ride on a debutante? They talks too much . . . they moves too fast Watch the scenery while you ride You can be very warm inside 'N when the train goes 'round the bend Check the shrub'ry on the other end "THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION . . . " "THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION . . . " ...How's that? tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...rmusic.htm "Ya see, we're not interested in what you know...but what you are willing to learn. C'mon y'all." | |
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theAudience said: Anxiety said: let's not forget the song that used to inspire my mom to walk around the house mumbling "titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer" while she dusted the furniture... You made me do it... Terry: Wait a minute . . . a tinge of doubt crosses my mind when you say that you want to make a deal with me . . . FZ: That's very, very true . . . Terry: Wait . . . you ain't supposed to wanna make a deal with me FZ: Ah, but I'm slightly different than your average customer, Devil . . . Terry: But, wait . . . but most people don't want to make a deal with me . . . Wha . . . FZ: Yeah . . . I'm only interested in two things, that's titties and beer, you know what I mean? Terry: What? FZ: Yeah . . . Terry: Titties and beer? FZ: Titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer . . . Terry: (Growling) Whoa, I don't know if you're the right guy! FZ: . . . titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer Why stop there... What's the thing that they's talkin' about everywhere? SEX When they wanna be suave 'n debonair SEX What's poppin' up the most from coast to coast SEX At yer bongo party an' yer weenie roast SEX Even them Christians who is born again SEX Go out 'n get pooched every now 'n' then SEX Do ya do or don't ya don't SEX Bet yer lyin' if ya say ya won't Some girls try it 'n go on a diet Then they worry 'cause they's too fat Who wants t'ride on an ironin' board? That ain't no fun . . . I tried me one Grow that meat all over yer bones Work the wall with the local jones 'N while you do it, remember this line The Sniffer says it all the time "THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION . . . " Makes no difference if yer young or old SEX Don't you act like it's made of gold SEX Ladies they need it just like the guys SEX Maybe you could use a protein surprise SEX Layin' down or standin' up SEX You get reals good, just keep it up SEX Any time, anywhere SEX Why d'ya think it's growin' there? SEX Some girls try it 'n they don't like it They complain 'cause it don't last Who wants to ride on a debutante? They talks too much . . . they moves too fast Watch the scenery while you ride You can be very warm inside 'N when the train goes 'round the bend Check the shrub'ry on the other end "THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION . . . " "THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION, THE BETTER THE PUSHIN' THE BIGGER THE CUSHION . . . " ...How's that? tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...rmusic.htm | |
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