Been a couple of weeks since I rapped ‘atcha with a Friday 5, so I thought I’d better get my lazy Friday afternoon bottom into gear and get working. I’ve noticed that the Friday 5 often celebrates that we are, perhaps, about to engage on a course of action which may result in us consuming a surfeit of intoxicating beverages until we reach an advanced state of inebriation. ELM does not want to categorise our loyal readership as a bunch of drunks, but y’know, if the cap fits and all that. So we decided to present you with 5 songs that make absolutely great bedfellows to getting pissed. Enjoy the weekends folks, and remember, drink responsibly. 
You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet by Bachman Turner Overdrive
Yep, Smashie and Nicey’s All Time Favourite of All Time and no bloody wonder. From the jockeying opening riff to the stupid lyrics, delivered for some incomprehensible reason with a stutter, it’s a fabulous piece of lairy stupidity to crack open the booze to.
Hard to Handle by Otis Redding
Big hit for the Black Crowes in the early 90′s, I remember hearing the original for the first time and marvelling at how much it pissed all over the white boys’ take on it. This song is taut, ripped to the tits on it’s own strength and downright sexy. Do me a favour and lets try a little experiment. Put it on the stereo; now go and get a beer. Are you strutting about and performing a strange little dance with your hands? Course you are. Top stuff.
Sally MacLennane by The Pogues
Like a piss-up in a brewery, to be sure, this is a drinking song. Don’t be fooled by the accordions and the tin whistles – this thing is more punk than the Pistols. An absolute celebration of getting completely hammered, the protagonist dies by drinking himself to death and is lauded for it down the boozer. After this album, the Pogues began to be interested in the hangover as much as the drinking, and that was wonderful too.
The Gambler by Kenny Rodgers
Now, this one’s got the lot; gambling, drinking, whoring, a passing of the torch. It’s a Peckinpah film you can whistle. Timelessly brilliant, you know the lyrics after one listen. For some reason, I imagine God looks a bit like Kenny Rodgers.
In A Big Country by Big Country
One word – SHA!
Have a good one folks!
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Has God had so much plastic surgery that he can’t open is mouth and his ears meet at the back of his head too? Uncanny.
We all have our own visual perception of God.
My god – if made flesh – would bear an uncanny resemblance to Reese Witherspoon. Amen.
Some drinks go better with certain songs / records ;
whiskey and coke goes well with ” exile on mainstreet ”
red wine goes well with ” bryter later ”
a cold beer goes well with ” gas,food lodging ”
…..you get the idea..
A razor blade goes best with ‘Bryter Later’!
Good God man – Kenny Rodgers has not had plastic surgery and you would be a liar and a communist if you said he had.
I like to listen to “Search And Destroy” by The Stooges with a drink, just prior to going out. Just at that bit by the intro where the overdubbed mindmelt guitar comes in, that’s where I start to feel all viking berserker and want to go out menacing students. Whyte And Mackay’s whisky also had the same effect on me about 20 years ago.
Before you start stereotyping me (correctly, as it happens) as a crazed psychopath who takes to many drugs and alcohol of a weekend, I’d like to say that my next fave is “Wonderful World” by Louis Armstrong.
Oh, and anything off the Cult’s leather trouser era. “Hot damn,ooooh, mercy maaaaam!!!” to paraphrase Ian Astbury.
Nothing wrong with The Cult, Whippet.
I’ve got into a weird habit of listening to REO Speedwagon’s Keep On Lovin You before doing anything. It’s sorry and shameful, but true.
you`re just too good to betrue
can`t` take my eyes off of you
you
you`re just too good to be true
can`t` take my eyes off of you
you`d be like heaven to touch
I want to hold you so much….etc,etc,
I LOVE YOU BABY ……
( always a winner when everyone is pissed ! )
damn this laptops still on a hair-trigger !!!!!
Hair trigger or you are boozed?!
And, sadly, i fucking love Keep On Lovin’ You. It’s boss, frankly.
God looks exactly like Kenny Rodgers. It’s the oddest thing I’ve ever heard another person say, I thought it was just me who knew this.
“I LOVE YOU BABY” has been ruined for me by other people, previously loved it. I listened to REO Speedwagon this morning then a song my dad put on my ipod for me last night (yes, yes); Jessie’s Girl by Rick Springfield.It was AWESOME. I listened to it three times in a row and laughed my ass off all the way to the train station in the car on my own. It made me feel great and I have no idea why.
Evangilisti, your father is a man of uncommonly good taste. May I also recommend “My best friend’s girl” by the cars and anything by the j geils band.
Lol. You’re right there, he does have some music collection. I’ll look/listen tonight and let you know how I get on – thanks for the tip!
Jessie’s Girl is absolutely magic.
Having given some more thought to this I think Lynyrd Skynyrd might just be the ultimate drinking music band.
Somebody should have been the designated pilot though.