“It’s a Small World”
Aaah, a question I’m sorta qualified for.
Toss a couple of flash-bangs while playing Carmen Burana’s O Fortuna followed immediately by Verdi’s Dies Irae.
I swear to God, this scares the hell out of me - and I’m a tough sonofabitch.
Tripler
And remember to double-tap 'em, too.
Um, how about containing all those death-rock tunes from the late ‘50’ and early '60’s on one CK?
You know what I’m talking about- “Teen Angel”, “Tell Laura I Love Her”, “Last Kill”, that sort of crap.
Oh yeah, and how come nobody’s mentioned “Having My Baby” by who was it, Paul Anka and some chick? Truly wretched song.
“Bodies” by the Sex Pistols.
I have long harbored a fantasy of descending on a karaoke bar with a bunch of my friends, selecting the worst tunes to come out in the last fifty years or so, and seeing how long it takes to clear the joint out.
One for the sadistic moments “We Gotta Get Out of This Place” by the Animals. 
“I love you…
You love me…
We’re a happy family…”
sung by Carrot Top.
Can you imagine:
“Do, a Deer, a female deer.
Re, a drop of golden sun.
Mi, a name, I call myself…”
etc
played over, and over, and over again.
Who wouldn’t surrender to preserve their sanity?
Actually, sometimes it’s screaming babies and shrieking women. Most (well, all) guys can’t take it for more than a few hours, on top of all the other stuff they’re doing to you.
This is info from SERE school SEAL training.
If we’re going for hardcore “we’re opening a can of whoop-ass on ya!” mode, then I’d have to second Flight of the Valkyries and Bodies, and probably the 1812 Overture as well. There’s not much that tells you all hell’s about to break loose quite like “Kill da wabbit! Kill da wabbit!” … erm… I mean, “LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR!”. I’d add Don’t Tread on Me and Battery by Metallica to the list, and Edgecrusher by Fear Factory.
For “we’re gonna play this until your brain falls out your ears and forms a little puddle on the ground” sadism… have you guys ever heard of Frente? These people had the nerve to attempt a cover of New Order’s Bizarre Love Triangle with cutesy female vocals, but that wasn’t their worst offence. If you ever of a song of theirs called Accidentally Kelly Street, for the love of Og don’t subject yourself to it.
Save it for someone who deserves true pain.
And as much as I love the Animaniacs, any of their songs would start to make me homicidal after the twentieth repetition or so.
Sleater-Kinney, mixed up with Yoko Ono, over and over and over, oh no! :eek: Should prove effective with your standard-issue Al Qaeda types, who can’t abide the presence (or shrieking, angry voices) of strange women, anyway.
Although The Buzzcocks’s “Orgasm Addict” would be disturbing, too. Maybe alternated with Billy Squier’s “Stroke Me”. Ugh.
Just keep the Red Cross observers out of earshot.
michael bolton…covered by the barking dog of ‘jingle bells fame’
or maybe michael jackson’s great hits covered by the the cat from the ‘meow mix’ commercial
michael bolton…covered by the barking dog of ‘jingle bells fame’
or maybe michael jackson’s great hits covered by the the cat from the ‘meow mix’ commercial
Tuckerfan it’s nowhere near as bad as Burdon and the Animals doing “Monterey” (sic). A local station used to play that one periodically for some reason, I can remember getting carsick when it would come on.
Screaming babies and shrieking women? tetsusaru, his nerves hardened to steel cables by 5 years of marriage and 5 months of fatherhood, yawns, farts, scratches his crotch, and gets himself another beer as the SWAT team outside are reduced to whimpering jellies, hoist by their own petard. Urp!
Find NPR, and play “Hearts from Space.” It’s two hours of bizzare Electronica/New Age stuff. Scares the crap out of me on long drives.