japmn wrote:The first time I ever heard Ryan Adams I was watching TV and a video of some beige-ass song came on. It was him standing in front of the World Trade Center playing a guitar and making that sound he makes with his mouth. At the bottom of the screen was a Fox news style ticker scroll reading "This video was filmed before the attacks of 9-11"

NO FUCKING SHIT! That was apparent being that he wasn't standing in front of a pile of rubble and bodies.

hilarious

What Steve said.

Back in Uni I was pursuing this girl for a while but she had a boyfriend for most of the first two years. After they split up we had a good night out together and we ended up hooking up in a club. We went back to her dorm and I'm waiting in bed for her to emerge from the bathroom so we can seal the deal. I'm pretty fucking excited because I've been after this girl for months and months. She was also way out of my league and I clearly wouldn't normally have a hope in hell beyond rebound value. She comes out of the bathroom in stockings and suspenders, lights a candle and turns on her stereo.

It's Ryan Adams.

She looks fucking beautiful. I can still picture her now. The room was absolutely filled with that glorious sex smell and I felt as if there was a stone monolith in my pants. All I have to do is grit my teeth and ignore the music. Couldn't do it. Had to be a smart-ass. I don't remember specifically what I said but I remember her look. I knew I'd blown it. She sat on the end of the bed, visibly annoyed. After a painful minute I'm scurrying around collecting my clothes.

Fucking Ryan Adams.

Linus Van Pelt wrote:Even Dr. Awkward? Even the guy who was willing to sacrifice all of his hipster points defending "Juno" is still going to say with a straight face that Bryan Adams is better than Ryan Adams? What's going on. Seriously.

I think any hipster points i ever had were lost the day i started a Crap/Not Crap on "Gypsy Road" by Cinderella and unironically voted Not Crap.

I'm not looking forward to the "Vampire Weekend vs. The Eagles" thread.

Holy shit, neither am i. My brain ALREADY hurts trying to mentally sort that one out. I think in that case i'd have to go with WHAM!pyre Weekend, though.

Anyway, whatever. "Summer of '69" and "Run to You" are hot jams. Yes, "Everything I Do (I Do it For You)" is an obscenity to the ears of the Lord our God, but even with that turd under his belt, Bryan is still not Ryan.

Tommy, that story...it's awesome. I like to think i would have suffered through the Ryan Adams, but i think i would have blown it, too.

Tommydski, you are the dumbest motherfucker on planet earth.

I can bare listening to Run To You. And Summer Of '69 brings back teenage memories of shit night clubs, old slappers and cheap ale.

Bryan Adams.

Ryan can go fuck himself.

tommydski wrote:She looks fucking beautiful. I can still picture her now. The room was absolutely filled with that glorious sex smell and I felt as if there was a stone monolith in my pants. All I have to do is grit my teeth and ignore the music. Couldn't do it. Had to be a smart-ass. I don't remember specifically what I said but I remember her look. I knew I'd blown it. She sat on the end of the bed, visibly annoyed. After a painful minute I'm scurrying around collecting my clothes.

Fucking Ryan Adams.

What the hell, man?

I mean seriously.

I'm speechless.

Man, I'm going to be thinking of that story all afternoon.

tommydski wrote:What Steve said.

Back in Uni I was pursuing this girl for a while but she had a boyfriend for most of the first two years. After they split up we had a good night out together and we ended up hooking up in a club. We went back to her dorm and I'm waiting in bed for her to emerge from the bathroom so we can seal the deal. I'm pretty fucking excited because I've been after this girl for months and months. She was also way out of my league and I clearly wouldn't normally have a hope in hell beyond rebound value. She comes out of the bathroom in stockings and suspenders, lights a candle and turns on her stereo.

It's Ryan Adams.

She looks fucking beautiful. I can still picture her now. The room was absolutely filled with that glorious sex smell and I felt as if there was a stone monolith in my pants. All I have to do is grit my teeth and ignore the music. Couldn't do it. Had to be a smart-ass. I don't remember specifically what I said but I remember her look. I knew I'd blown it. She sat on the end of the bed, visibly annoyed. After a painful minute I'm scurrying around collecting my clothes.

Fucking Ryan Adams.

Some of the finest sex I've ever had was with a woman whose all-time favorite artist was Jackson Browne (her taste was, otherwise, surprisngly solid). She even went so far as to purchase second-hand copies of his records that she left at my house to play when she came over. Thankfully, this usually occurred after we'd had sex. It might've slowed my recovery rate a tad, but it was really no big deal.

If that was me during my college/grad school years, she could have been playing Billy Joel: Hott Club Remixes, and I'd still seal the deal.

Bryan Adams. That hoser wrote the opening riff from It's Only Love , and it slays anything Ryan Adams ever wrote.

Not that that's saying much.