The mullet, like the fanny pack, and jean jacket have been unfairly attacked out of existence. The extinction of these fine cultural accoutrements is a major blow to us all. Imagine how much easier life would be if you had on a fanny pack right now.
You'll notice that these extinctions mostly diminish the choices of men. This damned feminized world is oppressive.
As our society is presently constituted, the big bucks don't go to the great whistlers. A second rate singer ends up in the final four on American Idol, but a truly grand whistler is lucky for a quick gig on a local tv show. In the long run, even yodelers do better than whistlers....Well talent is its own reward. Far better to whistle a happy tune than reflect on the wealth and fame that have come Fabian's way.
Was it whistling or a weird falsetto effect? It's hard to tell where the sound was being generated. Whatever. The wonder is not that it was done well but that it was done at all.
There once was a time when I could make you laugh that way - a happy time that now seems so very... very... long... long ago.
Those were golden sunny days, were they not?
Who could ever have guessed then - the future from the past whistling stranger with his mullet and mustache and... balls would someday YouTube his way into our life and steal you from me.
Yesterday, when I was young... (here, come, let me pucker and whistle it for you one last time).
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25 comments:
Big hair on the women. Bushy hear on the guys, with a mullet. I think I recall 1986.
Where ever did you find that? The 1980s hair styles were all that kept me from suspecting it was another BloggingHeads...it was that dull.
Well maybe cute too.
I think it's 1989. Dude with the mullet has a Detroit Pistons "Bad Boys" sweat-shirt on.
I haven't laughed so hard in months.
Boy, that audience was really getting down, weren't they?
He played left-handed air guitar.
The little boy, at 0:49, trying to mimick the whistling sound, is pulling at my heart strings.
Love the kids watching! So cute!
Gotta love local TV.
Hall or Oates?
The host is Marilyn Turner from Kelly & Company on WXYZ Detroit.
That's Entertainment!
I can't believe what I just saw!!!
I do not miss mullets.
wv - hypticio
I don't think my pucker will be up for many days.
Mullet AND mustache! Ladies, how did we all let this guy get away?
That guy also owns a tee-shirt that promises mustache rides for a nickel!
Nah, that's a total bleed through into 1992 or so.
Check out jazz whistler Ron McCroby on Carson and on the CBS Evening News.
I used to have his album..."The Other Whistler."
How about, "There go the balls and pin again!"
I recently came across what has to be the the most bizarre TV talk show guest ever, a transexual who also says...
"I'm Happy I Cut Off My (Own) Legs!"
...using feces and a circular saw.
The mullet, like the fanny pack, and jean jacket have been unfairly attacked out of existence. The extinction of these fine cultural accoutrements is a major blow to us all. Imagine how much easier life would be if you had on a fanny pack right now.
You'll notice that these extinctions mostly diminish the choices of men. This damned feminized world is oppressive.
"There goes the balls again" indeed!
As our society is presently constituted, the big bucks don't go to the great whistlers. A second rate singer ends up in the final four on American Idol, but a truly grand whistler is lucky for a quick gig on a local tv show. In the long run, even yodelers do better than whistlers....Well talent is its own reward. Far better to whistle a happy tune than reflect on the wealth and fame that have come Fabian's way.
Was it whistling or a weird falsetto effect? It's hard to tell where the sound was being generated. Whatever. The wonder is not that it was done well but that it was done at all.
That is a hair piece. Gotta be.
Ann Althouse said...
I haven't laughed so hard in months.
12/5/11 10:08 PM
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There once was a time when I could make you laugh that way - a happy time that now seems so very... very... long... long ago.
Those were golden sunny days, were they not?
Who could ever have guessed then - the future from the past whistling stranger with his mullet and mustache and... balls would someday YouTube his way into our life and steal you from me.
Yesterday, when I was young... (here, come, let me pucker and whistle it for you one last time).
Aw, Meadesy.
LOL.
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