tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716854468261033292.post1006178289638444284..comments2024-02-19T14:51:00.611-06:00Comments on The CD Project: Anthology of Grover Washington, Jr. (1985)Markhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004375650529185768noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716854468261033292.post-70457130119964842192017-01-17T11:31:35.489-06:002017-01-17T11:31:35.489-06:00I was never duct taped to a statue, but I was hand...I was never duct taped to a statue, but I was handcuffed to the stage left urinal in the high school auditorium around April 1982. Good times.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07457311392839260887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716854468261033292.post-28141938038002089292013-11-09T22:48:33.172-06:002013-11-09T22:48:33.172-06:00Showing my igonorance, and absolutely no intended ...Showing my igonorance, and absolutely no intended disrespect to the talented Grover Washington, Jr., I've always considered this a Bill Withers song.<br /><br />Of course Ronnie still digs GWJr. The music you like in high school stays with you forever. Duh!<br /><br />When I'm done adapting your life story for the big screen (c'mon, you're practically giving it out for free, here), I will change this memory thusly:<br /><br />Upon hearing you wrecking the song, Ronnie will yell out "Get him!" and his rowdy upper classmen buds will all pounce on you, strip you down to your Speedo (why are you wearing a swimsuit instead of underwear?), carry you out and duct tape you to the statue out on front of your high school. When school is dismissed, almost every student will pass by, laughing and pointing. Once cheerleader practice lets out, those hot Lopez twins - SENIORS! - that you've been lusting after since the first day of school, will cut you down and drive you home. One of your friends sees you getting out of the girls Nova and the next day at school, everyone is calling you a stud while ZZ Top's "I'm Bad, I'm Nationwide" plays on the soundtrack.HERChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00361888365133381438noreply@blogger.com