Freaking Kohl's commercial

<p>I started feeling old about 15 years ago when they started using Rolling Stones songs in car commercials. But now, every time a Kohl’s commercial comes on, I have to listen to that Big Country song from the eighties (which, btw, once in your head, forever in your head). </p>

<p>For pete’s sake, I was out of college and working by the time that song came out. How old AM I… and where did the time go!?</p>

<p>I ask my D what song they listen to today that will be around in 40 years…HAH</p>

<p>and the stones, well, the RULE and will last forever</p>

<p>I know when our icons sell out…sigh</p>

<p>The Stones will rule, forever. Speaking of fun threads and earworms that bring people together, remember this one?
<a href=“http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/showthread.php?t=99277&highlight=earworm[/url]”>http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/showthread.php?t=99277&highlight=earworm&lt;/a&gt;
I miss Wyogal, my old compadre.</p>

<p>Great thread, driver. I enjoyed skimming through it again. I propose a new thread–worst use of a song in a commercial. My nominee is “London Calling” by the Clash, to sell Jaguars (or Jag-oo-ars.)</p>

<p>“The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
London is drowning-and I live by the river”</p>

<p>Yep, just the image I want to call to mind for a gas guzzler, especially when paired with their anarchist punk roots.</p>

<p>That’s a pretty funny choice by Jag-oo-ar, garland, whatever one’s position is on global warming (How can the ice age be coming if the sun is zooming in? Who cares about details–WE’RE ROCK STARS!!) Whatever, great song–my favorite from that double LP was “The Right Profile”–the one about Montgomery Clift–played it over and over when I wasn’t listening to Joe Jackson or Graham Parker or Patti Smith. The music back then was a lot better then than many remember. Putting the thinking cap on—there are a lot of oldies being used in TV commercials targeted at the boomers right now, will have to keep eyes [ears?] peeled for more humorous choices.</p>

<p>garland - can I propose using Janis Joplin’s “Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz” to freaking <em>sell</em> Mercedes’ in your “worst use” catagory?</p>

<p>We live in an irony-deficient time, dragonmom.</p>

<p>Actually Driver, the coming Ice Age is to be precipitated by unchecked Global Warming. I know it sounds counter-intuitive, but the science behind the theory is pretty compelling.</p>

<p>Sorry for the de-railing. I have nothing to contribute to the main trust of the thread. Carry on…</p>

<p>There are several telephone providers that use Blondie’s songs “Call Me” and “Don’t Leave Me Hanging On the Telephone” in their ads.</p>

<p>Driver–No need to question Joe Strummer’s smarts, since he’s singing about nuclear disaster, not global warming (though the images sound that way now.) </p>

<p>ONe of the best albums, ever, for sure. My favorite songs, probably “Spanish Bombs” “Rudy Can’t FAil” and “Train in VAin.”</p>

<p>my little sister is turning 18 on Sunday. What did I get her for her birthday? Pink Floyd - The Wall, and The Best of the Doors.</p>

<p>Last night I watched a Simon & Garfunkel concert DVD and my friend and I were saying how we feel old watching it… I think the average age of the audience was probably 50… However that’s probably because they were the only ones who would afford the tickets :)</p>

<p>Favorite “London Calling” song: Working for the Clampdown.</p>

<p>Favorite Clash song: Magnificent Seven. Still funky today. </p>

<p>Also was a big Elvis Costello/Joe Jackson/Graham Parker/Nick Lowe/Television/The Jam/Patti Smith/Talking Heads/early Blondie fan.</p>

<p>Clash’s “Should I Stay or Should I Go” is in a current Pontiac GTO commericial.</p>

<p>The 70s are unfairly dissed as a music decade, IMO. How could I have forgotten Elvis Costello? Nick Lowe, TV, and that whole Velvet Underground crew. There was some real stuff happening. I was just telling Audio the other day about my trip to NJ last weekend to catch Graham Parker performing at a “house concert.” Does anyone else from Philly remember The Hot Club? Stars? The Bijou Cafe? The original Tin Angel? J.C. Dobbs? The Khyber Pass Pub? Copa Bananna? Those were great days to be a lounge lizard.</p>

<p>Even though I relate more to music from the early to mid 70’s, what I loved about '80s music was that international connection. The top of the charts here in the US was not just dominated by American homegrown music…you had the Eurythmics, Paul Young, U2, Adam Ant, Kate Bush, Culture Club, INXS, etc… And who could forget this little ditty…lol!</p>

<p><a href=“http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzCU1Kc8ic8&mode=related&search=[/url]”>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzCU1Kc8ic8&mode=related&search=&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

<p>We have Kohl’s commercials…and there isn’t a Kohl’s store within 120 miles!</p>

<p>I love music threads–they’re so visceral and transporting. Someone makes a reference, and the next thing you know, you’re sixteen again, in a steamed-up car by the lake and melting in the arms of someone you haven’t thought about for decades–who’s probably a fat bald old man by now, anyway–with B.W. Stevenson or The Looking Glass or Chicago singing on the A.M. radio. [wipes a tear away–youth isn’t really wasted on the young…I don’t care what they say.]</p>

<p>Anyway, here’s where this thread has taken me: It’s 1979 or so, which makes me about Ariesathena’s current age, I guess–early twenties. I’m out of college. Haven’t yet met my husband. I get a call from a guy I know who was a pretty hot musician in that day (and is still what I would call a second or third-tier rock star–you’ve heard his songs on the radio, even if you don’t know his name). He wants me to meet him at Stars, a club at the corner of Third and Bainbridge in Philly. There’s a band playing that I simply must hear. Pearl Harbor and the Explosions. Fronted by the amazing Pearl E. Gates. </p>

<p>I’ve never heard of them, but I really want to hang out with this guy. I hop into my '65 Rambler and drive into town. The traffic report tells me that there is to be a major, unexpected snowstorm that night. Really major. The newspeople on all channels are panicking about it. With a few flakes dropping on my windshield, I put a tape in the deck–The Specials…I’ve recently become a huge ska fan. [It is totally cracking me up to be thinking of this!]</p>

<p>Anyway, I swagger into Stars, resplendent in my best black leather. There’s no one there. Not even the bartender. I give a tentative “Hello?” and the bartender shows up and asks me “Haven’t you heard about the storm?” I order a Mai-Tai. The guy I want to hook up with hasn’t shown up, and I’m trying to decide if I’ve been stood up, or if he’s just a snow-wussy. This was before cell phones, and he turned out to be a snow-wussy. Finally the band shows up, but there’s no one there but me, sitting at the bar, and the band’s assorted “significant others” sitting at a table. It’s hard to tell who’s who, but they invite me over, and I accept.</p>

<p>The snow is really coming down now, and I’m getting that festive sense you get when you’re about to get a snow day at school. Drinks are on the house. The band proceeds to play as if they are playing to a packed house–but it’s just me and the band’s boyfriend/girlfriends. But they absolutely killed. The six of us drew them out for several encores, which I will never forget. The first one was “Right Back Where We Started From” (Maxine Waters) an unbelievable send-up, and they closed with an old Faces tune–“I Can Feel the Fire.” It was one of the most memorable concerts I’ve ever seen. Then they brought out the cocaine. (kidding).</p>

<p>If the year is 1978 rather than '79 do I get a vicarious credit for “being there” for at least remembering the snow storm? If it’s the same storm, we ended up being snowed in for 3 days in our apartment. But as a newly wed, that was a lot of fun ;)</p>

<p>Nope, different storm–I was in Boston for the '78 storm, when we were all rescued by the army!</p>

<p>I remember the blizzard of '78. My entire 7th grade class cheered when it started to snow that Monday afternoon and we got the next 6 days off on top of the other 5 snowdays for that year. Of course we ended up having very long days in May-June to make up missed hours.</p>