Reflections On The Final Countdown

Y’know what would be awesome – if you had a Dirt Knapsack to take with you when you laid down for your Dirt Nap.
Whatever you could fit in the Dirt Knapsack you could take with you to the Other Side.
Which begs the question, what would you put in your Dirt Knapsack?

As for myself, I would include my Cutter & Buck windbreaker, my Carrots book collection, and 2 fifths of Cutty Sark.

The End.

Oh, Yes... my Final Reward will also include the Final Countdown.

Yes, the greatest song the Go-Go 80's had to offer.
By a little ol' band from Sweden? The magnificently coifed 'Europe'?
You know the one.

Anyways, their biggest hit stateside was the as-ever anthemic 'The Final Countdown', featuring the greatest synth-riff ever:
Dee-duh-dee-dee
Dee-duh-dee-dee-dee
Dee-duh-dee-dee... deeee... deeeee...

Yeah... so... I'm gonna have a little electric eye on my gravestone after I shuffle off (rocking the Dirt Knapsack, natch)
and when you step in front of my tombstone it'll go ahead and play that Final Countdown half-ass French Horn lick.
In 8-bit Nintendo format.
Loud and proud.

AND
I'm gonna scratch precious words from the song on the granite marker for my epitaph:

We're heading for Venus and still we stand tall
Cause maybe they've seen us and welcome us all
With so many light years to go and things to be found
I'm sure that we'll all miss her so.

... I don't know what that means but it's all pretty bitchin'.

Couldn't Joey Tempast (the lead singer of Europe and writer of Epic Ditty) have come with something better to rhyme with "Venus" than "seen us"?

Go ahead and scheme it, Zima breath.

Hee hee
That's what she said.
Or is it... he?

Gary out
Not the Closet
of the blog