Garfunkel was cool BECAUSE of his hair

Today I'd like to pay homage to two musical geniuses/silver foxes: Simon and Garfunkel. Yes, their sweet music raised me to be the musical aficionado I am today, and if I could, I would make sweet love to Garfunkel's jerry curl.


With such musical morsels as "The Boxer" and "America," S&G have established themselve as lyrical masterminds. What kind of person would I be today had Mr. Tucker, my high school English teach, not made me analyze the labyrinthine poetry in Sounds of Silence? I don't even want to think about it.

The following recording is S&G performing "Homeward Bound" at the infamous Monterey Pop Festival of 1967, where, I might add, Jimi Hendrix made his American debut as the most bad ass guitarist to grace this Earth. Had God not screwed up and sent me here in the era of musical purgatory, I would have been front row and center at this festival throwing my panties on stage and having my mind blown repeatedly by the slew of music genius.



This next video conveniently comes with a brief explanation behind the genius that is Sounds of Silence. The harmonies these two little scamps muster are absolutely incredible, and in all of their songs, the guitar is timeless.



Really, if you don't like S&G, you have no soul. What's worse, you have no taste, and I don't think it's acceptable to not have a working knowledge of these two songstresses/musical craftsmen. I love them, Michael Sullivan loves them, and poop on anyone that disagrees.

Kthxbye.