Budget coffee chat... first cup's on the house!

Give😬

Honestly, with Duco and Marka at odds like this, we can't even grab a coffee together in Chicago anymore.

I wouldn't say no to a little bourbon myself, provided some kind-hearted soul is willing to foot the bill 😁

Can't pull it off in NYC, but I can make it happen here☕

I'll do it for two shots of bourbon☕

Just bring me some hot bourbon...🙂

Your tongue's gonna be toast☕

Lilibet, who even are you?

Cheese in a bowl of rocks
Just a bunch of guys hanging out
Cheese in a bowl of rocks

The lyrics from The Beach Boys are packed with these bizarre lines. Honestly, it feels like very few people have actually bothered to dig into what they really mean—maybe just a couple of us.
I haven't quite cracked the code yet. But after years of obsessively overanalyzing this, I’m starting to lean toward the idea that Saša Lošić was often just singing total nonsense.

velveteagle8, if you had actually been around during those years when the song was written—and specifically if you’d been living in a place like Chicago back then
you might have actually grasped the essence of those tracks and the whole vibe they carried.
It was just one of those wild, unpredictable decades.

The setting is roughly 1984 or 1985.
The Soldier's Ball album had just come out.
I lived in a high-rise building—thirteen stories plus a mezzanine—looking directly across at another identical thirteen-story tower.
The Kennedy brothers, who would go on to form the band Contraband just a few years later (), lived on the 10th floor of that opposite building. Back then, they were seen as some of the most promising young New Yorkers in the local music scene.
While we spent our entire day hanging out in front of our building, they’d set up a record player out on their 10th-floor balcony and blast Soldier's Ball at full volume all day long.
One guy would play side A, then the other would take the elevator down to flip it to side B, and they'd just keep alternating like that all damn day...
As far as I'm concerned... I've had enough madness from the 80s with Blue Orchestra.

Some of the most intriguing lyrics ever penned by the Blue Orchestra have been the focus of my research for quite some time now:
Quoting them personally here!

Hitler's son is currently eating pie
You threw away my little keepsake
You've become a lady in a black coupe
And I'll be busy cooling Truman's eggs

end quote

I’m not sure if you guys happen to know this little historical tidbit, but back in the day, people used to call the number 48-223 constantly. It’s actually pretty cool to see that five-digit number written out again—especially since it doesn't start with a zero—in that Blue Orchestra song, "Kad si sam, friend..."
According to some records, the person who actually owned that number—I'm assuming they were based in Boston given all the calls—eventually filed a request with the postal service to have it changed just to get the constant harassment to stop.

I can still hear those lyrics in my head, right alongside the whole Truman's eggs debacle
Suad and I spent the entire eighth-grade field trip singing that one song on repeat. It was absolute madness, honestly.

Moving right along;
I'd like to submit the following lyrics by Blue Orchestra to the scientific community for further investigation:
Personal quote here!

Who is knocking at our door late at night
Your mother is forcing herself upon us
I'll gouge out your mother's eyes
Let a good father cherish her instead

These lines come from the track titled Puter puter.

You just reminded me of this one specific detail from a school trip to Miami
The year was—whether by coincidence or fate—1984 again
We were all on a bus when the PE teacher suddenly started belting out "In the tunnel, amidst the darkness, shines the five-pointed star..." then the other teachers and a few students joined in
I didn't participate, though. It was my first time hearing those lyrics, and honestly, I’ve never been much the type for group sing-alongs
Then, at some point, someone swapped out "five-pointed star" for "shines a bottle of cheap wine"
Auuuuu... what a massive blunder
He almost got sent straight back home before we even reached the coast
It totally killed the vibe... though, looking back, I didn't quite get why everyone made such a huge deal out of it at the time
Nobody sang again for the rest of the trip

Man, let me just settle up what I owe first, then I'm outta here.

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Are you carrying any cash on you, friend? 😬

🙂

I don't have a single cent, friend 🕺

velveteagle8, man, that brings back memories. I remember us beltng out that exact song back in those years—usually while passing around a bottle of Jack Daniel's to keep the spirits up.
And we’d always add those lines about how the teachers were the real bullies who drank too much, and then the students were just the poor victims caught in the crossfire.
Honestly, nobody ever batted an eye at that.
The only time things actually got weird was when someone decided to start singing "Little Ant."🤣
Ugh, seriously? As elementary school kids, that was just... gross. So cringe.🤣
But even then, nobody really cared. We just kept on singing.
I guess maybe things were just a bit more anarchic back in Boston, so people probably didn't give a damn what you sang. Who knows, really.

I just wanted to point out that among all those rave artists and that whole eighties generation
Losa and the Blue Orchestra were honestly the most down-to-earth, classiest musicians you could find.
Just humble, decent, and genuinely low-key people. No scandals, no drama, no ego trips whatsoever.
They were such a wonderful group of musicians—people we actually loved and grew up listening to.