How dare you cover Comfortably Numb in a falsetto disco manner. May you all suffer laryngitis sparing the world from future renditions of that crap, and may your CDs develop defects making them unplayable. :mad:
Rot in hell, band who’s name shall never cross my lips (or fingers, as the case may be).
The whole episode sucked. Lindsay Lohan was the only good things about it.
Okay, okay. Weekend update was good, but it always is.
You know, I may actually tune in out here on the WC, just to view this trainwreck.
Word from the East is that it’s a sight to see. 
I always cut Horatio Sanz some slack. He was at least tolerable.
Until the “Key Party” skit.
Now, I hope they can his ass tomorrow.
What? They did What?
What?
:mad:
P.S. Larry Mudd, the song referred to in the OP is their second “song” of the night. Maybe 1:15-1:30 into the show. Just in case you aren’t feeling particularly masochistic tonight.
I actually woke the wife up so that she can get a taste of my outrage.
I’m sleeping on the couch tonight. Don’t know if it’s because I woke her, or because I subjected her to that version of the song.
WC tuning in. Setting Tivo to stun.
You know, I was about to go look for it, then I thought “I already heard 29 seconds, why suffer through even more?”
Once again, we need that vomit smiley.
I actually kinda liked the song. Might’ve just been the novelty factor, though. Might’ve been the female singer’s nice rack, too. I dunno.
I so hope that was intended to be a whoosh…
Okay, that was fucking great!
Hilarious!
Don’t get my wrong, when I was a child, I was a serious Floyd fan – but it bothers me that The Wall is so highly rated amongst their efforts. Yeah, it was good for many trippy listenings, but here’s the thing…
…when Syd Barrett burned out, Floyd became… Comfortably Numb. Without the playful surreality that he brought to the group, they became audio seconal.
These folks took the epitome of their “We’re so dour. We’re so heavy. We’re so deep,” wanking extended death-throes (which I nevertheless loved as a teenager) and breathed the spirit of Syd into it.
I laughed my ass off. It was like a good headful of nitrous – just like Pink Floyd used to be, when they were truly great.
That kicked ass. Genius. Not what I was expecting, at all, at all.
As for the rest of the show-- I liked the Rummy press conference-- everything else blew chunks. Even Weekend Update was only good for the opportunity to ogle Tina Fey. (I can’t believe they blatantly ripped off a Daily Show one-liner. Sheesh.)
Breasts = good!
I would like to take this opportunity to heartily endorse titties as well.
So… who was the band and what is this all about?
Yes, I’m dying to know who this band was. Anyone bad enough to earn the disgust of people who are willing to watch Saturday Night Live should probably be executed.
I’ve been listening to Pink Floyd since before I was born (literally) and although I didn’t get to hear this rendition, I have to say…what the fuck were these people thinking? Are they insane? Seriously, who in their right mind would think they would get away with putting a classic to slaughter? Stupid bitches. :mad:
I didn’t pay much attention to the second song but I thought the first one sounded as if it were written and orchestrated by Elton John.
Not having recognized it the first time around (partially because I skipped over it about 10 seconds into the song), I just now went back and watched it, and it is my contention that it was not actually a cover of Comfortably Numb. It had the same lyrics, but a completely different tune. So maybe it’s more like an homage. A terrible, terrible homage.
I can only hope that this band’s popularity (if it has any) is based on the fact that they’re novel, weird, or “so bad they’re good”, meaning they probably won’t be around for long.
And that female band member was not hot enough to be so talentless and still be on stage.