I'll aye be agreeing wi' ye, ye ken.
Yup. Very different sounds and styles, but inseparable contemporaries.... maybe throw AC/DC in there too for a 70s hard rock Big Three.
I'll aye be agreeing wi' ye, ye ken.
I love Queen but wouldn't put them in the hard rock/metal category... way too dynamic for that. Love Aerosmith but they were a bit after the pioneer stage. Van Halen is in my top 5 but did most of their work in the 80s. Kiss, meh. The others, however awesome and talented, didn't have the popularity or staying power to reach legendary status.But have you considered these?
- Deep Purple
- Aerosmith
- Queen
- Kiss
- Thin Lizzy
- Van Halen
- Uriah Heep
- Iron Maiden
- Motörhead
- The Grateful Dead
- YES
- The Ramones
- Iron Butterfly
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Makes me think of Pee Wee Herman doing that with the hobo who sang so much Pee Wee got annoyed and jumped off.For nearly as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to jump inside a moving train. Not a speeding train, mind you. I don’t have any illusions about trying my luck at a Mission Impossible type stunt. I’m talking about hopping onboard a lazily moving, old-fashioned locomotive, one slowly working its way up to cruising speed, so that it can haul me across country to an unknown destination, preferably to somewhere I’ve never been. A perfect way to scratch the itch of wanderlust.
I’ve seen people do that countless times in movies. Drifters, usually. Jogging alongside an ambling train and then climbing into a conveniently left open freight car. I’ve always wanted to do that.
degloved foot.
When I was a kid and visited my friends in town that lived next to a railroad junction/switching yard, where they broke down long trains into smaller trains for delivery to sidings, we used to jump on the slow moving cars. We'd climb the ladders on the ends between the cars, then jump from the top of one car to another, oblivious to the potential dangers. Whenever a train started picking up speed, we would panic, not knowing whether it was going to slow down or speed up for a long distant run. It was a rush of adrenaline to race down the car, move around to the side step and then jump off before it was too late. It's hard to believe I'm still alive, but I've survived stupider adventures since.For nearly as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to jump inside a moving train. Not a speeding train, mind you. I don’t have any illusions about trying my luck at a Mission Impossible type stunt. I’m talking about hopping onboard a lazily moving, old-fashioned locomotive, one slowly working its way up to cruising speed, so that it can haul me across country to an unknown destination, preferably to somewhere I’ve never been. A perfect way to scratch the itch of wanderlust.
I’ve seen people do that countless times in movies. Drifters, usually. Jogging alongside an ambling train and then climbing into a conveniently left open freight car. I’ve always wanted to do that.
Not desocked?
Economy of nomenclature.You'd think, but, no.
"ken" is a handy word for Scrabble.I'll aye be agreeing wi' ye, ye ken.
"ken" is a handy word for Scrabble.