Who the Hell is Chris Gerolmo?

I’ve been watching Over There since it debuted. There are a lot of good things about this show, and of course some not so good.

The very worst thing about this show–in fact, the very worst thing on television, universally, that I’m aware of–is the theme song. First of all, it has the worst lyrics ever written by a moony seventh grader who thinks he’s a Poet but actually he’s maybe a little retarded:
The day is coming
Drums are drumming
If you know one say a prayer
Mothers crying
Father’s sighing
War is in the air
Trains filling up with boys
Who have left behind their favorite toys
They’re going over there

Now tell me these lyrics weren’t first written in a blue-lined spiral notebook between homework for Algebra I and Social Studies.

Second, it’s sung in exactly the way that you’d expect such a lyric to be sung: “tortured” male whiteboy coffeehouse vocals over a clumsily strummed acoustic guitar. Until the big finish, when we get for a coda the kind of sustained electric guitar screech you’d hear coming out of the next door neighbor’s basement because they can’t get their loser pothead son to move out. Just an awful, bad, horrible song that makes it necessary for me to watch the end of every show with the sound muted, because the goddamn theme song plays over the goddamn epilogue of every episode.

But the worst thing about this travesty of a theme song, is that it’s written and performed byChris Gerolmo, who is–I’m not making this up–the fucking EXECUTIVE DIRECTOR AND CO-CREATOR OF THE SHOW!

And if you read the credits of Over There, you discover that every other person on the pay roll is named Something Bochco. What gives? Is *Over There *just a bloated vanity project that just accidentally has some pretty decent scripts?

I know nothing about Chris G., although i have been watching the show.

I just wanted to add that every time I hear that passage quoted above, I want to shout “WRONG!”

You see, the boys are NOT leaving behind their favorite toys. I’m as sure as can be that all those boys (and girls, maybe) in the all-volunteer military think of guns, Humvees, jet bombers, laser sights, infradreed goggles, tanks, granades, and so on as their favorite toys. I mean, it’s a good bet most boys would; I’d think that, as a generalization, boys who enlisted almost certainly do.

And they are NOT leaving THOSE toys behind.

So it makes no sense – or so little sense that it’s the equivalent of none at all.

It loks like the “songwriter” was just tortured for a rhyme. And it’s not like boys:toys is original or underused as a rhyme scheme. :smack:

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Edit

Is it worse than Joss Whedon’s theme song for Firefly?

Without ever having heard the theme to Firefly, I can say unequivocally that YES, it’s worse. The theme to “Over There” never fails to end every episode on a down-note.

You will all be wanting his recently released CD I’m Your Daddy no doubt. Nice track titles.

The theme for Firefly is lameish; the theme for Over There is Big Daddy Monster Lamest of the Lame on the Grandest Possible Scale of Lame Lameness.