The World According to Pesci
YIFTM Album of the Week: Vincent LaGuardia Gambini Sings Just For You
OK all you music lovers, this week's pick is sure to put a smile on your ugly faces. Anyone wondering what it would sound like if Joe Pesci decided to pen a rap song detailing the life of a wise guy look no further than his second full length, Vincent LaGuardia Gambini Sings Just For You.
Pesci has done the impossible and avoided the dreaded sophomore slump that plagues so many second albums (his first, Little Joey Sure Can Sing was released sometime in the 70's.) In fact, he's eclipsed his previous effort with total disregard for musical complacency. Singing on key, possessing any sort of musical talent, establishing coherent song structures...these are just obstacles that would've gotten in the way of Pesci's trailblazing. And I applaud him for that! Who wants to hear another Italian singer crooning about love and such. Pesci flips the script and tells his lover, and in effect the entire musical community, to "take that love and shove it up your big fat ass."
Amazingly, the lyrics get more eloquent track by track until the pinnacle of duets is achieved with his My Cousin Vinny co-star, Marisa Tomei in the album's standout track, "I Can't Give You Anything But Love." The two thespians summon the very characters that made My Cousin Vinny such a crowd-pleaser, and harmonize the hell out of their respective verses. Thick Brooklyn accents have never sounded so beautiful - Louie Prima and Keely Smith eat your heart out!
Unfortunately this album's out of print, but currently many used copies are available on Amazon.com.
Here's the motherfuckin cocksuckin link: http://www.amazon.com/Vincent-LaGuardia-Gambini-Sings-Just/dp/B00000DCHN/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-7636015-6552038?ie=UTF8&s=music&qid=1183139321&sr=1-1
14 comments:
Brilliant!
Whenever I hear this album I think of the Gangsta and I in line to get my oil changed at a shop off East Wash. That was during our "Mike D hand dance" days.
This album is a must own for anyone with working ears.
"He took from the rich bitch, and he gave to the poor whore"
Similar to the "Mike D hand dance" (which all of 2 people in the world know about, myself included) there is a special track on this album called Robbie Hood that allows you do dance along in your car taking into consideration your restricted setting.
I just did the dance at my desk here at work and my eyes are still watering from laughing so hard.
Truly a monumental album, if only for 2 idiots in their early 20's regurgitating society's garbage with sarcastic school girl like giggles.
If memory serves me correctly, the motion of the Robbie Hood car dance suggested a bobbing head in your lap.
sick fucking kids.
And not a damn thing has changed.
never will. hopefully God accepts this kind of behavior otherwise, "How ya doin' Satan!"
I don't like your last comment.
I think I'll delete it.
Hell hath no fury like L. Lippy or G. Wagner scorned. Cause they are women.
In honor of the 300th post, turning over a new leaf (yeah right) and the start of my vacation I have changed my name to treatbox cause I enjoy a good treat.
This is the best review you have ever written by the way (in my opinion at least).
Thanks T-Bo, but like everything else I write it reaks of self indulgence.
up for breakfast and coffee tomorrow before your flight?
maybe.
Yeah, let me put the "treat" in treatbox and treat you to breakfast for driving me .1 miles to the airport tomorrow.
Shit, actually do you have time to give me a ride to the airport tomorrow? What time is your new Celtics jersey ready?
that's real funny.
weird trade...as much as i love me some ray, the celts can't possibly think an over 30 year old guard, none only for offense, coming off 2 ankle surgeries will get them to the promised land. can they?
I'm lame for making this list.
Wait, my name is already on there.
This is post no. 300 BTW.
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