The Mountain Goats will make you sing along, goddamnit.
(Thanks to the of mirror eye for the mp3).
This was the last song of The Mountain Goats' incredible set and I think it's just lovely. And also, there is very little that I love more than a singalong hootenanny.
In fact, here's a list of my favorite things:
5. Spontaneous Production Numbers
4. Giddy Excitement
3. A Singalong Hootenanny
Okay, so it's true, I love Science and Thinking slightly more than I love a Singalong Hootenanny. And I think "Making Out" should be on that list somewhere, but I was trying to be discriminate.
"I like soup, and I like ice cream sandwiches, too. I like fish sticks, but I love you." -- that's a lyric from an old Bare Naked Ladies song (once I really loved the Bare Naked Ladies a whole lot; not so much these days, except in a nostalgic way). I don't eat ice cream sandwiches unless they're of the tofutti variety, and I sure as fuck don't eat fish, but I do love soup.
Sometimes I like to sing about all the things I love:
"I love soup and I love taking off my clothes and jumping into rooftop swimming pools, too. I like the wodge of Nestle Quik at the bottom of the glass, and I love Harold Ramis, too. I love Ghostbusters (1 and 2 but not really the cartoon) and I love sparkles and I love the handy-dandy science printer on CSI."
Here is a song about things I do not love:
"I don't like going to the doctor, nor do I like mean people. I also don't particularly care for crying babies, and I don't like ricotta cheese, not one whit. I really dislike homophobes and I am not really fond of my nose and I have very vitriolic feelings of incredible hatred directed at President Bush."
And I love singing along with John Darnielle about heading to D-land and peeling oranges and sharing slices with your father and being extra careful not to drip juice on the fine Corinthian leather, because Rome wasn't built in a day.