There was the usual small talk about the weekend at the Monday morning meeting today at ADCO. And in the middle of some football talk — which, as you might expect, caused my mind to drift away a bit — I heard someone say “Devo” and “broken leg.”
So I perked up for a second — I hadn’t heard anybody mention those guys in years — then drifted back into my reverie…. But I was yanked back a couple of times by hearing “Devo” again.
I’m still not sure what happened. Which member of Devo was injured? How did it happen? And why did I keep hearing the name in a football context? My hearing might not be great, but one thing I’m sure of, based on pictures such as the one below: Those guys never played football. You can’t fool me — those are the wrong kind of helmets.
Anyway, whomever was hurt, I’m sorry to hear it and hope he’s up and around soon. The thing to do is to shake it off. Are we not men?…
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Seriously, I hope the injury is less serious than they think, and that the young man recovers fully and sooner than expected. I hope that first for him, and secondarily for Gamecocks fans…
But I honestly did think for a second that someone had changed the subject and was talking about Devo…
I thought about embedding “Whip It,” but their cover of “Satisfaction” is my favorite. (To the extent that I have a favorite. As I’ve indicated before, I’m not really into gimmick-costume bands.)
I made a compilation CD once to play in my car, and at one point I had three versions of “Satisfaction” back-to-back, by Otis Redding, the Stones, and Devo. The Otis version was maximum soul — putting the Stones to shame on that score — and Devo was the version with no measurable soul whatsoever. So it made for a logical evolution. Or perhaps I should say, DEvolution…
I have a couple of single-song playlists. I have 12 versions of Hotel California. Tangerine Dream does a haunting version of it. There’s also a lullabye and a reggae version. Gabriela Quevedo’s single guitar acoustic instrumental is my favorite. Her YouTube video got yanked, but if you can find it, it’s amazing.
I also have two dozen versions of 16 Tons, including the original version by George Davis. My favorite is Noriel Vilela’s Spanish language version. It was used in a Heineken commercial a few years ago.
I’m planning a playlist of Me and Bobby McGee.
Cool…
Ok. If this is some sort of attempt at humor it falls pretty flat. The young man people were talking about is named DEEBO Samuel. He is a star receiver/kick returner who suffered a season ending broken leg.
I went to the game which is something I rarely do. I have mixed emotions about the experience. The pregame tailgating was absolutely amazing. The huge throng of people enjoying a giant outdoor party with food, games and beverage was quite the communitarian event with a large contingent of like minded people gathering for a common cause with a good dose of fellowship and friendly jousting with the Kentucky folks. What is interesting is how there were plenty of people that really didn’t have very much interest in football. Many left at halftime. Which is fine.
The experience inside the stadium was a whole nuther story. For some reason the powers to be decided it is a good idea to have a DJ blast out this loud, obnoxious music for hours before the game and at all times during the game except when plays are under way. Every commercial break they would blast this noise. Then there was the concessions. Loooong lines with very high prices for mediocre food. Ok, that’s to be expected. Of course you are banned from bringing food into the stadium. Ladies can only carry clear purses into the stadium thanks to security concerns. Then for the topper the water shut off and toilets couldn’t be flushed! Yikes that made for a nasty bathroom experience. All of this would have been quickly forgotten if the game had been better. But sadly the Gamecocks had an off night. For all you folks who groused and cursed endlessly I recommend lightening up a bit. At the end of the day it really is just a game, albeit a very cool game. All in all I’d recommend this type of outing for anyone, even non football lovers.
Leaving at halftime is a USC fan tradition. Only those who don’t know or are fans of the visiting team stick around through the third quarter.
Long lines at concessions and bathrooms, lousy overpriced food, nasty bathrooms with toilets that don’t flush, loud obnoxious music… yep you’re at Williams Brice Stadium. And to top it off you’re in the middle of an industrial park not anywhere near the campus. I quit going about 15 years ago and don’t miss it at all, the only thing Saturday night didn’t have was sitting in stand in the middle of the afternoon when it’s 95 degrees and not a cloud in the sky, for that you have to wait until this weekend. Once the weather cools off they’ll move to nighttime games.