<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750</id><updated>2011-09-07T02:12:11.362-04:00</updated><category term='Kings of Leon'/><category term='The Smurfs'/><category term='Scott McKenzie'/><category term='Wham'/><category term='Meat Loaf'/><category term='Lauryn Hill'/><category term='Mountain Goats'/><category term='Iron Butterfly'/><category term='Beirut'/><category term='Guns N&apos; Roses'/><category term='Machine Gun Fellatio'/><category term='Portishead'/><category term='The Raconteurs'/><category term='Purple Gang'/><category term='Cowboy Junkies'/><category term='Sixx AM'/><category term='Vandalism'/><category term='The Monkees'/><category term='Mamas and the Papas'/><category term='Janis Joplin'/><category term='Jason Mraz'/><category term='Styx'/><category term='Sinead O&apos;Connor'/><category term='James Michael'/><category term='Monsters Of Folk'/><category term='Grateful Dead'/><category term='David Byrne'/><category term='Concrete Blonde'/><category term='White Rabbits'/><category term='Nikki Sixx'/><category term='Patti Russo'/><category term='Talking Heads'/><category term='Donovan'/><category term='Decemberists'/><category term='That 1 Guy'/><category term='Megadeth'/><category term='Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood'/><category term='Joanna Newsom'/><title type='text'>Britt's Song of the Day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-8116941988287904230</id><published>2009-12-16T23:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:36:13.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mountain Goats'/><title type='text'>36. No Children- The Mountain Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRP6egIEABk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRP6egIEABk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope I lie &lt;br /&gt;And tell everyone you were a good wife &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you die &lt;br /&gt;I hope we both die"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-8116941988287904230?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8116941988287904230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/36-no-children-mountain-goats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/8116941988287904230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/8116941988287904230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/36-no-children-mountain-goats.html' title='36. No Children- The Mountain Goats'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-5128902766033326917</id><published>2009-12-16T23:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:33:55.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monsters Of Folk'/><title type='text'>35. Baby Boomer- Monsters Of Folk</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Q7NZMs-95s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Q7NZMs-95s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who was it that first said it, the one who said it best? &lt;br /&gt;You got to L-O-V-E your neighbors, at least the ones who are still left"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-5128902766033326917?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5128902766033326917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/35-baby-boomer-monsters-of-folk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5128902766033326917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5128902766033326917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/35-baby-boomer-monsters-of-folk.html' title='35. Baby Boomer- Monsters Of Folk'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-9170312428333782076</id><published>2009-12-16T23:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:29:25.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Smurfs'/><title type='text'>34. You're a Pink Toothbrush- The Smurfs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y9fe397twpM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y9fe397twpM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're A Pink Toothbrush, I'm A Blue Toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;have We Met Somewhere Before?&lt;br /&gt;you're A Pink Toothbrush And I Think Toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;that We Met By The Bathroom Door"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-9170312428333782076?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/9170312428333782076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/34-youre-pink-toothbrush-smurfs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/9170312428333782076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/9170312428333782076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/34-youre-pink-toothbrush-smurfs.html' title='34. You&apos;re a Pink Toothbrush- The Smurfs'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-183639486301617415</id><published>2009-12-16T23:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:15:25.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Rabbits'/><title type='text'>33. Percussion Gun- White Rabbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IClBpch9vmM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IClBpch9vmM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well how do you do?&lt;br /&gt;The kiss on the cheek&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while&lt;br /&gt;So Ill just beg, borrow&lt;br /&gt;and steal all your time&lt;br /&gt;well crawl dignified&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems to be caught in drags&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know which way to run&lt;br /&gt;You're tired my love&lt;br /&gt;I feel the same"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-183639486301617415?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/183639486301617415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/33-percussion-gun-white-rabbits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/183639486301617415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/183639486301617415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/33-percussion-gun-white-rabbits.html' title='33. Percussion Gun- White Rabbits'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-6486631696061383821</id><published>2009-12-16T23:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:10:12.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Raconteurs'/><title type='text'>32. Steady As She Goes- The Raconteurs</title><content type='html'>I've been away for a few days. I have to make up for all the ones i've missed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7aOWIFgIZQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7aOWIFgIZQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Steady as she goes (steady as she goes)&lt;br /&gt;So steady as she goes (steady as she goes)&lt;br /&gt;Well here we go again, you've found yourself a friend, that knows you well&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what you do, you'll always feel as though you tripped and fell"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-6486631696061383821?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6486631696061383821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/32-steady-as-she-goes-raconteurs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6486631696061383821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6486631696061383821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/32-steady-as-she-goes-raconteurs.html' title='32. Steady As She Goes- The Raconteurs'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-3652945880798565116</id><published>2009-12-11T23:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:19:20.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purple Gang'/><title type='text'>31. Granny Takes A Trip- Purple Gang</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hqh_bh77hK0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hqh_bh77hK0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-3652945880798565116?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3652945880798565116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/31-granny-takes-trip-purple-gang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/3652945880798565116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/3652945880798565116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/31-granny-takes-trip-purple-gang.html' title='31. Granny Takes A Trip- Purple Gang'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-5880017095609443652</id><published>2009-12-11T23:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:15:51.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy Junkies'/><title type='text'>30. Sweet Jane- Cowboy Junkies</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BHRFZFmEq9o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BHRFZFmEq9o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone who's ever had a dream&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who's ever played a part&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who's ever been lonely&lt;br /&gt;and anyone who's ever split apart&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Jane, sweet Jane&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, sweet Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly wine and roses&lt;br /&gt;Seem to whisper to me when you smile&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly wine and roses&lt;br /&gt;Seem to whisper to me when you smile"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-5880017095609443652?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5880017095609443652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/30-sweet-jane-cowboy-junkies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5880017095609443652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5880017095609443652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/30-sweet-jane-cowboy-junkies.html' title='30. Sweet Jane- Cowboy Junkies'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-6355633680262839159</id><published>2009-12-09T14:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:05:02.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iron Butterfly'/><title type='text'>29. In A Gadda Da Vida- Iron Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2bQZ6l_cq5Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2bQZ6l_cq5Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In-a-gadda-da-vida,honey&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that i love you?&lt;br /&gt;In-a-gadda-da-vida,baby&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that i'll always be true?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-6355633680262839159?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6355633680262839159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/29-in-gadda-da-vida-iron-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6355633680262839159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6355633680262839159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/29-in-gadda-da-vida-iron-butterfly.html' title='29. In A Gadda Da Vida- Iron Butterfly'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-5235302043010233900</id><published>2009-12-08T21:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:27:35.347-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason Mraz'/><title type='text'>28. I'm Yours- Jason Mraz</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYhrYHmUPn0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYhrYHmUPn0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment babay sing with me&lt;br /&gt;I love peace for melody&lt;br /&gt;And It's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-5235302043010233900?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5235302043010233900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/28-im-yours-jason-mraz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5235302043010233900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5235302043010233900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/28-im-yours-jason-mraz.html' title='28. I&apos;m Yours- Jason Mraz'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-366072763616792628</id><published>2009-12-07T15:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:13:39.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kings of Leon'/><title type='text'>27. Sex On Fire- Kings of Leon</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aX_b1UlpUx0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aX_b1UlpUx0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Soft lips are open&lt;br /&gt;Them knuckles are pale&lt;br /&gt;Feels like you're dying&lt;br /&gt;You're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Your sex is on fire&lt;br /&gt;And so&lt;br /&gt;Were the words to transpire"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-366072763616792628?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/366072763616792628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/27-sex-on-fire-kings-of-leon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/366072763616792628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/366072763616792628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/27-sex-on-fire-kings-of-leon.html' title='27. Sex On Fire- Kings of Leon'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-6047949359962216527</id><published>2009-12-06T11:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T11:26:46.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machine Gun Fellatio'/><title type='text'>26. Sick With The Taste (Of Truckers Come)- Machine Gun Fellatio</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y93I6ZOiOY8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y93I6ZOiOY8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here comes the aeroplane I open wide&lt;br /&gt;Through a hole in the cubicle I watch it slide&lt;br /&gt;Is this my place? Is this my lot?&lt;br /&gt;To be chafe lipped in a truck-stop?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-6047949359962216527?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6047949359962216527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/26-sick-with-taste-of-truckers-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6047949359962216527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6047949359962216527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/26-sick-with-taste-of-truckers-come.html' title='26. Sick With The Taste (Of Truckers Come)- Machine Gun Fellatio'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-4176997928768322360</id><published>2009-12-05T13:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:25:21.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinead O&apos;Connor'/><title type='text'>25. Nothing Compares 2 U- Sinead O'Connor</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rO8JWbG6bVw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rO8JWbG6bVw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's been seven hours and fifteen days&lt;br /&gt;Since you took your love away&lt;br /&gt;I go out every night and sleep all day&lt;br /&gt;Since you took your love away&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone I can do whatever I want&lt;br /&gt;I can see whomever I choose&lt;br /&gt;I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant&lt;br /&gt;But nothing&lt;br /&gt;I said nothing can take away these blues&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nothing compares&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-4176997928768322360?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4176997928768322360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/25-nothing-compares-2-u-sinead-oconnor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/4176997928768322360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/4176997928768322360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/25-nothing-compares-2-u-sinead-oconnor.html' title='25. Nothing Compares 2 U- Sinead O&apos;Connor'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-1958647155648112732</id><published>2009-12-04T22:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:24:30.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mamas and the Papas'/><title type='text'>24. Words of Love- The Mamas and The Papas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0i8VqvuYPoY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0i8VqvuYPoY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Words of love, so soft and tender,&lt;br /&gt;Won't win a girl's heart anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If you love her,then you must send her&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere where she's never been before.&lt;br /&gt;Worn out phrases and longing gazes&lt;br /&gt;Won't get you where you want to go. (No!)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-1958647155648112732?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1958647155648112732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/24-words-of-love-mamas-and-papas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/1958647155648112732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/1958647155648112732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/24-words-of-love-mamas-and-papas.html' title='24. Words of Love- The Mamas and The Papas'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-2066853369362866798</id><published>2009-12-03T21:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:16:52.385-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Monkees'/><title type='text'>23. The Porpoise Song- The Monkees</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GiZqWz-Vmjs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GiZqWz-Vmjs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My, my the clock in the sky is pounding away &lt;br /&gt;Theres so much to say &lt;br /&gt;A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice &lt;br /&gt;And it cannot rejoice &lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be, to hear and to see &lt;br /&gt;Crying to the sky &lt;br /&gt;But the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye &lt;br /&gt;Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-2066853369362866798?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2066853369362866798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/23-porpoise-song-monkees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/2066853369362866798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/2066853369362866798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/23-porpoise-song-monkees.html' title='23. The Porpoise Song- The Monkees'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-6680675098122227330</id><published>2009-12-02T22:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:35:36.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vandalism'/><title type='text'>22. Smash Disco- Vandalism</title><content type='html'>Heard this for the first time today...at a boy's house oooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/714Dd_QlaPc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/714Dd_QlaPc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-6680675098122227330?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6680675098122227330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/smash-disco-vandalism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6680675098122227330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6680675098122227330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/smash-disco-vandalism.html' title='22. Smash Disco- Vandalism'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-6675355009267686794</id><published>2009-12-01T17:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:58:45.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That 1 Guy'/><title type='text'>21. Weasel Potpie- That 1 Guy</title><content type='html'>Live Version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CNMXIHImnTo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CNMXIHImnTo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9k8KvNIIRGA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9k8KvNIIRGA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-6675355009267686794?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6675355009267686794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/21-weasel-potpie-that-1-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6675355009267686794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6675355009267686794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/12/21-weasel-potpie-that-1-guy.html' title='21. Weasel Potpie- That 1 Guy'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-5972707265955747359</id><published>2009-11-30T14:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:21:45.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guns N&apos; Roses'/><title type='text'>20. Hair Of The Dog- Guns N' Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YWgf-fk2Ka4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YWgf-fk2Ka4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Talking jive and poison ivy&lt;br /&gt;You ain't gonna cling to me&lt;br /&gt;Minute-taker, fall-faker&lt;br /&gt;I ain't so blind I can't see"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-5972707265955747359?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5972707265955747359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/20-hair-of-dog-guns-n-roses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5972707265955747359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5972707265955747359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/20-hair-of-dog-guns-n-roses.html' title='20. Hair Of The Dog- Guns N&apos; Roses'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-6220412086859405563</id><published>2009-11-29T10:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:26:30.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portishead'/><title type='text'>19. Wandering Star- Portishead</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEQNAZGoZrw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEQNAZGoZrw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those who have seen the needles eye, now tread&lt;br /&gt;Like a husk, from which all that was, now has fled&lt;br /&gt;And the masks, that the monsters wear&lt;br /&gt;To feed, upon their prey"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-6220412086859405563?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6220412086859405563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/19-wandering-star-portishead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6220412086859405563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6220412086859405563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/19-wandering-star-portishead.html' title='19. Wandering Star- Portishead'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-3765255664510011898</id><published>2009-11-29T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:23:44.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concrete Blonde'/><title type='text'>18. Joey- Concrete Blonde</title><content type='html'>Well I was much to busy yesterday to post anything so lucky you, you get 2 songs today!&lt;br /&gt;This one I've liked forever. I just recently started listening to it again and can't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fr7OCO0aWW0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fr7OCO0aWW0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if I seem to be confused&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;And when you said I scared you&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess you scared me too&lt;br /&gt;But if it's love you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;Then I can give a little more&lt;br /&gt;And if you're somewhere drunk and&lt;br /&gt;Passed out on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Oh Joey, I'm not angry anymore"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-3765255664510011898?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3765255664510011898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/18-joey-concrete-blonde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/3765255664510011898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/3765255664510011898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/18-joey-concrete-blonde.html' title='18. Joey- Concrete Blonde'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-7357083493457464640</id><published>2009-11-27T13:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T13:28:20.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott McKenzie'/><title type='text'>17. San Francisco- Scott McKenzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eKeXkhxiq6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eKeXkhxiq6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All across the nation such a strange vibration&lt;br /&gt;People in motion&lt;br /&gt;There's a whole generation with a new explanation&lt;br /&gt;People in motion people in motion"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-7357083493457464640?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7357083493457464640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/17-san-francisco-scott-mckenzie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/7357083493457464640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/7357083493457464640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/17-san-francisco-scott-mckenzie.html' title='17. San Francisco- Scott McKenzie'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-1356504474089786060</id><published>2009-11-26T11:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:23:12.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janis Joplin'/><title type='text'>16. Ball and Chain- Janis Joplin</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xsp0hftKrCI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xsp0hftKrCI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sittin' down by my window,&lt;br /&gt;Honey, lookin' out at the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin' down by my window,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, lookin' out at the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me,&lt;br /&gt;And it felt just like a ball and chain"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-1356504474089786060?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1356504474089786060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/16-ball-and-chain-janis-joplin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/1356504474089786060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/1356504474089786060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/16-ball-and-chain-janis-joplin.html' title='16. Ball and Chain- Janis Joplin'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-2415874874885542875</id><published>2009-11-25T14:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:41:13.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decemberists'/><title type='text'>15. O Valencia- The Decemberists</title><content type='html'>The Decemberists are a fairly new band for me. I was hanging out with a bunch of people at a party, someone was asking us all who our favourite bands were. The next day I downloaded all the ones that I hadn't heard before. One girl had said The Decemberists. I found this song and I really liked it. It's kind of a Romeo and Juliet type story. I gotta say though, this is one of the worst music videos ever haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbsHwuyfnnw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbsHwuyfnnw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All I heard was a shout&lt;br /&gt;Of your brother calling me out&lt;br /&gt;And you ran like a fool to my side&lt;br /&gt;Well the shot, it hit hard&lt;br /&gt;And your frame went limp in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And an oath of love was your dying cry"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-2415874874885542875?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2415874874885542875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/14-o-valencia-decemberists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/2415874874885542875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/2415874874885542875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/14-o-valencia-decemberists.html' title='15. O Valencia- The Decemberists'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-1250435215251855752</id><published>2009-11-24T20:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:56:29.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machine Gun Fellatio'/><title type='text'>14. (Let Me Be Your) Dirty Fucking Whore- Machine Gun Fellatio</title><content type='html'>;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m05SC3SM6RE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m05SC3SM6RE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I leave your tool used-up, worn and soggy&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop then, oh no no&lt;br /&gt;I'll become your little leg-humping doggy&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your dirty fucking whore "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-1250435215251855752?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1250435215251855752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/14-let-me-be-your-dirty-fucking-whore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/1250435215251855752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/1250435215251855752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/14-let-me-be-your-dirty-fucking-whore.html' title='14. (Let Me Be Your) Dirty Fucking Whore- Machine Gun Fellatio'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-6182378798747441251</id><published>2009-11-23T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:56:21.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wham'/><title type='text'>13. Edge of Heaven- Wham!</title><content type='html'>Should I be embarrassed that I own a Wham album on vinyl? ...Probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r23k3iDqnRY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r23k3iDqnRY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would lock you up &lt;br /&gt;But I could not bear to hear you &lt;br /&gt;Screaming to be set free &lt;br /&gt;I would chain you up &lt;br /&gt;If I'd thought you'd swear &lt;br /&gt;The only one that mattered was me, me, me &lt;br /&gt;I would strap you up &lt;br /&gt;But don't worry baby &lt;br /&gt;You know I wouldn't hurt you 'less you wanted me to "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-6182378798747441251?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6182378798747441251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/13-edge-of-heaven-wham.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6182378798747441251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/6182378798747441251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/13-edge-of-heaven-wham.html' title='13. Edge of Heaven- Wham!'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-5261018509041356152</id><published>2009-11-22T10:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:44:21.039-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grateful Dead'/><title type='text'>12. Casey Jones- Grateful Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6VIECzlFVUM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6VIECzlFVUM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trouble ahead, Lady in red,&lt;br /&gt;Take my advice you'd be better off dead.&lt;br /&gt;Switchman's sleeping, train hundred and two is&lt;br /&gt;On the wrong track and headed for you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-5261018509041356152?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5261018509041356152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/12-casey-jones-grateful-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5261018509041356152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5261018509041356152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/12-casey-jones-grateful-dead.html' title='12. Casey Jones- Grateful Dead'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-8725913964289920396</id><published>2009-11-21T10:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T18:41:30.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donovan'/><title type='text'>11. Colours- Donovan</title><content type='html'>I'm really loving Donovan right now. Too hungover to write anything else. Just listen to it damn it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EPfyID0nZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EPfyID0nZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blue's the colour of the sky-y,&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, when we rise,&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, when we rise.&lt;br /&gt;That's the time, that's the time,&lt;br /&gt;I love the best."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-8725913964289920396?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8725913964289920396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/11-colours-donovan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/8725913964289920396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/8725913964289920396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/11-colours-donovan.html' title='11. Colours- Donovan'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-8609045503108231123</id><published>2009-11-20T12:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:20:03.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grateful Dead'/><title type='text'>10. Truckin'- Grateful Dead</title><content type='html'>I keep having all these sexual dreams involving Jerry Garcia... I'm not sure what they are supposed to mean lol. Maybe I've just been listening to too much of the Dead lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pafY6sZt0FE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pafY6sZt0FE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?&lt;br /&gt;She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same&lt;br /&gt;Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine,&lt;br /&gt;All a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-8609045503108231123?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8609045503108231123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-truckin-grateful-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/8609045503108231123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/8609045503108231123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-truckin-grateful-dead.html' title='10. Truckin&apos;- Grateful Dead'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-4913465508165468859</id><published>2009-11-19T11:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:44:28.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Monkees'/><title type='text'>9. Randy Scouse Git- The Monkees</title><content type='html'>Alright, so the Monkees have been my favourite band since I was 9 years old. Laugh all you want, but I think it's pretty cool that I've been completely dedicated to a band for 13 years. I wasn't a very popular kid, the Monkees were way before my time so everyone thought I was weird. Every Saturday morning I'd watch the reruns of the show on TV. Randy Scouse Git is one of my favourites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6QLBsTs4cVo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6QLBsTs4cVo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now they've darkened all the windows &lt;br /&gt;And the seats are naugh-a-hyde.&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for an hour, &lt;br /&gt;I can't find a place to hide.&lt;br /&gt;The being known as Wonder Girl &lt;br /&gt;Is speaking I believe.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy tryin' to tell her &lt;br /&gt;That I shortly have to leave."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-4913465508165468859?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4913465508165468859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/8-randy-scouse-git-monkees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/4913465508165468859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/4913465508165468859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/8-randy-scouse-git-monkees.html' title='9. Randy Scouse Git- The Monkees'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-4852324914316387259</id><published>2009-11-18T11:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:29:09.965-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Styx'/><title type='text'>8. Renegade- Styx</title><content type='html'>Last night my roommate was teasing me over my liking of American classic rock because of my dislike for one of his favourite bands The Yeah Yeah Yeahs. I used to love classic rock in high school and it was what I listened to the most. The coolest kids in school were a group of guys that called themselves PureCanadian. They did Jackass stunts and made a terrible video. I bought the video and this song happened to be in it during a "stunt" where they rode around on tricycles. Pretty ridiculous but the song is great... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZXhuso4OTG4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZXhuso4OTG4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The jig is up the news is out they've finally found me&lt;br /&gt;The renegade who had it made retrieved for a bounty&lt;br /&gt;Never more to go astray&lt;br /&gt;This will be the end today of the wanted man"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-4852324914316387259?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4852324914316387259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/8-renegade-styx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/4852324914316387259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/4852324914316387259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/8-renegade-styx.html' title='8. Renegade- Styx'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-8092182447072491449</id><published>2009-11-17T11:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:29:33.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donovan'/><title type='text'>7. Sand and Foam- Donovan</title><content type='html'>I downloaded the entire Donovan discography and went through every song keeping what I liked, deleting what I didn't. I came across this one and really loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dRrjLkVaHK8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dRrjLkVaHK8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The sun was going down behind a tattooed tree&lt;br /&gt;And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the sea&lt;br /&gt;And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity&lt;br /&gt;As I dug you diggin' me in Mexico."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-8092182447072491449?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8092182447072491449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-sand-and-foam-donovan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/8092182447072491449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/8092182447072491449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-sand-and-foam-donovan.html' title='7. Sand and Foam- Donovan'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-5779220686182985829</id><published>2009-11-16T10:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:58:19.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Byrne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking Heads'/><title type='text'>6. Glass, Concrete &amp; Stone- David Byrne</title><content type='html'>A great song by David Byrne of the Talking Heads. I have another ex to thank for this one. He knew more about movies than anyone i've ever met in my life and would get most of his music from soundtracks. This is from the 2004 movie In Good Company. We would listen to this song on the bus while drumming away on the seats in front of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/01568663bss&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/01568663bss&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lookin' at happiness&lt;br /&gt;keepin' my flavor fresh&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows I guess&lt;br /&gt;how far I'll go, I know"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-5779220686182985829?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5779220686182985829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/6-glass-concrete-stone-david-byrne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5779220686182985829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5779220686182985829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/6-glass-concrete-stone-david-byrne.html' title='6. Glass, Concrete &amp; Stone- David Byrne'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-3829075659963477466</id><published>2009-11-15T10:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:35:01.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanna Newsom'/><title type='text'>5. The Book of Right-On- Joanna Newsom</title><content type='html'>My roommate was playing this album one day and I was thinking "What the hell is he listening to??" Joanna Newsom has such a unique voice. Kind of child-like. The next time I heard it coming from his room I had to figure out what it was. The Milk-Eyed Mender- Joanna Newsom. GREAT ALBUM. This is my favourite off of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDQIGraR3aI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDQIGraR3aI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I killed my dinner with karate&lt;br /&gt;Kick 'em in the face, taste the body&lt;br /&gt;Shallow work is the work that I do"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-3829075659963477466?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3829075659963477466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-book-of-right-on-joanna-newsom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/3829075659963477466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/3829075659963477466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-book-of-right-on-joanna-newsom.html' title='5. The Book of Right-On- Joanna Newsom'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-5351891307178103712</id><published>2009-11-14T11:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:24:04.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megadeth'/><title type='text'>4. Train of Consequences- Megadeth</title><content type='html'>I have to thank my ex-boyfriend for this song and Megadeth in general. We put this on a mix CD for the car and it was always one of my favourite songs to listen to while we drove around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PrFLlV9ugP0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PrFLlV9ugP0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's bad news creeping up&lt;br /&gt;And you feel a sudden chill&lt;br /&gt;How do you do? My name is Trouble&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming in for the kill"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-5351891307178103712?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5351891307178103712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-train-of-consequences-megadeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5351891307178103712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/5351891307178103712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-train-of-consequences-megadeth.html' title='4. Train of Consequences- Megadeth'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-4151137797727653326</id><published>2009-11-13T10:50:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:01:21.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beirut'/><title type='text'>3. Elephant Gun- Beirut</title><content type='html'>Heard this song for the first time when one of my roommates was attempting to play it on the ukulele. He put on the music video and I fell in love with this song. Since then I've listened to it about 8 billion times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N-mqhkuOF7s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N-mqhkuOF7s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I was young, I'd flee this town&lt;br /&gt;I'd bury my dreams underground&lt;br /&gt;As did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-4151137797727653326?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4151137797727653326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/elephant-gun-beirut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/4151137797727653326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/4151137797727653326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/elephant-gun-beirut.html' title='3. Elephant Gun- Beirut'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-3334410583368923781</id><published>2009-11-12T00:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:17:40.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lauryn Hill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood'/><title type='text'>2. Selah- Lauryn Hill</title><content type='html'>One of my favourite songs of all time. I found this song after watching Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. I absolutely loved the music in that movie so I quickly ran out and bought the soundtrack. This is by far one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAO1fGzWSAc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAO1fGzWSAc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing can be done against the truth&lt;br /&gt;No matter how we remain in denial, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time&lt;br /&gt;Replacing time&lt;br /&gt;With each empty excuse&lt;br /&gt;But that'll only work a little while"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-3334410583368923781?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3334410583368923781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/selah-lauryn-hill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/3334410583368923781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/3334410583368923781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/selah-lauryn-hill.html' title='2. Selah- Lauryn Hill'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093953792149699750.post-7315509381020247389</id><published>2009-11-11T14:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:01:02.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patti Russo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Michael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikki Sixx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meat Loaf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sixx AM'/><title type='text'>1. Couldn't Have Said It Better - Meat Loaf feat. Patti Russo</title><content type='html'>I was completely obsessed with this song for a really long time. It was written by James Micheal (Sixx AM) and Nikki Sixx (Motley Crue, Sixx AM) which makes total sense why I love it so much, I'm a big fan. It came out in 2003, when I was 16 years old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night the year this song came out, I could hear a lot of commotion going on outside. I looked out the window and there were some cops arresting a guy right in front of my house. My sister and brother ran in my room to look out the window. I quickly grabbed my Meat Loaf CD and put my stereo speakers up to the window. I pressed play and out came "YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT" The cops and the guy getting arrested look up at my window so I jumped down, turned off the song and my siblings and I burst into giggle fits. We thought it was the funniest thing ever! Anyway, it's a great song give it a listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeEccRgE5Bc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeEccRgE5Bc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Well I couldn't have said it better myself&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the conversation takes the fall&lt;br /&gt;Just love me like love nobody else"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1093953792149699750-7315509381020247389?l=brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7315509381020247389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/couldnt-have-said-it-better-meat-loaf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/7315509381020247389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1093953792149699750/posts/default/7315509381020247389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittssongoftheday.blogspot.com/2009/11/couldnt-have-said-it-better-meat-loaf.html' title='1. Couldn&apos;t Have Said It Better - Meat Loaf feat. Patti Russo'/><author><name>BrittanyGale</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k0nRD1J7Jsc/SwL7SWtM5SI/AAAAAAAAABs/oMyuh0VuuPA/S220/61ddc%252BbOubL__SL500_AA280_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
