My friend Luke, like the patriot he is, is getting married this July 4th to his all-American sweetheart. Recently Luke asked a bunch of us from college to suggest music from those glory days for the wedding. It’s brought back a bunch of great memories and, much to my chagrin, this gem from Andrew:
One of my clearest musical memories from E3 was Al saying he couldn’t take Pearl Jam seriously because of Vedder’s ‘ridiculous’ voice, while (as Luke quickly noted) thoroughly enjoying Bob Dylan.
Touch, my friend. Touch. Incidentally, the “touch” joke, for those of you who did not live on the third floor of entryway E was but one of many French sayings ruined by their translation into English. This trend was no doubt set off by the Austin Powers line “what the French call a certain ‘I don’t know what.'” Personally, I was always a big fan of “cream of the cream.”
Note that Wiley’s pronunciation of “c’est la vie” without keeping the t silent is of an unrelated (and at the time of this blogging) unknown origin.