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Philip Bailey & Phil Collins: Easy Lover

By: Mallory O’Donnell
2006-12-06



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Posted 12/06/2006 - 08:03:40 AM by terrorist:
 sussudio
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 08:30:14 AM by joeyjeremiah:
 great article - a delight to read
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 08:33:08 AM by CokeAnnCowgirl:
 hey billy! don't you lose my number y'hear?
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 09:33:53 AM by terrorist:
 i hate it when people use to the word "postmodern"
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 09:37:08 AM by terrorist:
 postmodernism is a condition not a characteristic. kthnx.
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 09:46:11 AM by avecmoisoir10:
 yesss! finally an article about something amazing. my mom and i used to listen to this in our tapedeck in the dodge neon. we blew out the speakers once, but we didn't care! that extra buzzing just made it better. i used to love to listen to this while i put my scrunchies in and my blue eyeshadow in the mornings.
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 09:47:29 AM by avecmoisoir10:
 shut up about books, terrorist, weirdo no one wants to be confused by you today, sorry!
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 10:12:37 AM by :
 I used to listen to Easy Lover in my supermarket as an after school job packing the shelves at night on my walkman. The night shelf filler ladies would laugh at me because I'd been singing "she's an easy lover" obliviously out lod with no idea about what any of the words meant. Then one day they put the instore announcement mike on an extension cord and hid the mic in the shelves where I was packing the fucking jellymeat which I always had to do, because sometimes you'd get these cans that were all bloated looking like they were about to explode, which they were and nobody wanted to go near 'em so it was my shit job, trying to carry an-about-to-explode can of jellimeat to the skip, and they broadcast me singing Easy Lover, Stuck With You by Huey Lewis and that Paul Simon song You can call me Al" my 3 favourite songs, broadcast it to the staffroom and i didnt even know then, but these tired old housewife shelfstacker types, even they were making fun of me and my shit taste in music. But fuck you all. I still love those songs.
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 10:16:51 AM by Hone_Heke:
 This is about where terrorist or The-Disexists should come in with a convoluted story about drugs and music and adolescence to add to Avec's and JessGraves' stories about adolescence and music.
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 10:21:38 AM by terrorist:
 i dont' get paid enough for this shit
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 12:39:11 PM by terrorist:
 by the way: i decided on "dj epileptixxx" and definitely going to be wearing zubaz, a hypercolor tshirt, hopefully some kind of suspenders & doing the running man on the flyer. PM Dawn will work drop first. followed by "another night". waiting on my partner's code name
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 12:49:59 PM by terrorist:
 wuz gunna consult burroughs for the night name but that's so klaxons anymore
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 01:49:03 PM by terrorist:
 double billing with WASPenis
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 04:19:24 PM by terrorist:
 the night will be called "glowded"
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 07:33:30 PM by crackyardbetty:
 here`s a drug story. i popped one of these scarlet pimpernels, purple hearts, jack-o-parallelograms or whateverthafuk it was called. ten minutes later walking across the dance floor in ageha, everything went quite except for this electrostatic buzzing EXACTLY like the scene in terminator just before arnie arrives back from the future, a fizzing in my skull, and man, woah, heavenly fire, i just calmly walked across the dance floor, out the back door and sat by the pool, took my socks & shoes off and dangled my feet in the water for like fucken SIX hours straight & thought about Lisa and our recent flurry of email exchanges and what if all of hers had been tongue in cheek, what if all of hers had been humouring me, and i thought about it until i believed it, so when I got home I wrote a sarcastic email back & destroyed everything, which wasnt hard because to do because it was kinda flimsy in the first place. thats the fucken drug story man, thats it right there, right fucken there, thats it man, thats the shit.
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 09:52:39 PM by :
 no sex or blood? you can do better
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 10:06:31 PM by terrorist:
 ha scarlet pimpernels haven't done any of those since like yesterday
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 10:16:15 PM by terrorist:
 wait--were you at ageha to see digweed's set? killa so was i, that night was so wigged out duude
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 10:54:26 PM by crackyardbetty:
 ok heres the next one. I went to annas house one night & her friend came over with some killa weed and some shrooms-lite that you could just buy from Lala Kulas in `buya cos it was still legal back then, and we sat in anna`s flat and after smokin the weed i said to annas friend, sorry man i cant keep it together to sit still, so i just got up and went home, played some sounds and wigged out at home, wild.
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 11:09:37 PM by terrorist:
 here's one of mine. we were re-upping in Xxxxxxxx, NY. at first we thought were we seeing the regular guy but some other dude showed and did not look so keen on the whole thing so i was like whoa uhmm i'll wait here. he wouldn't let anyone else into the mad sketch car but Rach anyway because she was the brownest. so she's out of her head as usual and incoherent. no one really knows what happened in the car to this day but a block down the road and we see rach's door open as she drops out of the moving car. she was kind of laughing, but we did lose most of $700. still can't get a coherent story out of her. she was all bloody and cracking up screaming "this is my house!" in the general director of the car.
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 11:22:06 PM by terrorist:
 i've got a great one that involves the walkmen playing live, a japanese boy with eyeliner all over his face from two days before, oblivious, wearing a "yellow rat bastard" t-shirt, crystal meth and mushrooms but that could take all day
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 11:35:41 PM by crackyardbetty:
 ok here`s one... real proper shrooms in Bali. cost about 10 bucks for a trip that lasted 10 hours. it was such a great journey i vowed never to do anything chemical again, keeping it au naturale. so we went to this voodoo bar and watched a band and I died and was reborn after learning that when we die the energy that we are constructed of simply fizzles into the earth and is absorbed. thats all really. but quite a revelation if you didnt know that before
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 11:44:18 PM by crackyardbetty:
 "if you didnt know that before" by this I dont mean know as in I know that Ganesh is the hindu god of love because i went to india and someone told me. I mean know as in experience. thats what jimi meant man when he asked that question Are you...?
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 11:46:02 PM by terrorist:
 excepter throne is an excellent mushroom album
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 11:48:48 PM by terrorist:
 mushroom hallucinations are kinda lame though. like--more melting trees? the sky looks like a huge aztec mural that's moving around in several dimension? really? yawn. hahahha although once i remember stealing mushrooms off a sleeping kid at 530AM with these thugged out kids from the bronx, took them, then got hungry at 10. we drove to Mccy D's but when they wouldn't sell us breakfast we argued with the manager for like 20 minutes about how we could still see some Egg McMuffins out so why couldnt' they just sell us those?
 
Posted 12/06/2006 - 11:52:56 PM by terrorist:
 finally, they kicked us out. that's the punchline to most of mushroom stories, to save you the trouble of reading them
 
Posted 12/07/2006 - 12:04:50 AM by crackyardbetty:
 yeah well better a swirly daydream that sitting there in terror for 6 hours and taking 3 days to recover
 
Posted 12/07/2006 - 12:14:16 AM by terrorist:
 i had a bad acid trip once but it's because i took 5 hits when i was still on antibiotics for a kidney infection
 
Posted 12/07/2006 - 01:00:37 AM by cretinstatique:
 Wow, terrorist, your drug stories are always about stealing shit, kinda reminds me of coming up on mushrooms in jersey; moments after the Flo the Austrian exchange student wanders away down the middle of the street shirtless, stopping traffic, we arrive in the park for a bit of pastoralism, and at the moment where others of us may have been visualizing the energy of our dead bodies fizzling into the earth, our boy Fatz, looking into the golden horizon with a glimmer in his eye, says, "Yo, this would be a phat place to have some pitbulls fight."
 
Posted 12/07/2006 - 02:17:05 AM by oliverpattison:
 I heard "Easy Lover" in the car over Thanksgiving because my family had the radio on some horrible channel. Naturally, I hadn't heard it since I was a young kid in the early 90s and actually liked Phil Collins and Genesis (late and early) because my family played it often alongside a healthy diet of Motown and British Invasion. It was a bit of nostalgia as I realized I still knew nearly all of the words to "Easy Lover." I was thinking about what kind of perspective this song would have among people who actually like music (i.e. not Phil Collins fans who, for all reasonable purposes, generally seem to hate music). Now I know, so thanks for the entertaining article.