Luck, if you've ever been a lady to begin with
Yes, I realize zombies are now old hat on the internet. But I saw this tonight on
watermelontail's journal and I am a sucker for a clever music meme.
1. Take out your zPod, or your mpZ playing device. Put it on shuffle play.
2. You have to decide if each song is a positive one in terms of survival (songs like Gloria Gaynor's "I Will Survive" or anything that directly references survival, escape or something like that counts double, even something by Survivor, but I reserve the right to laugh at you), or a negative one in terms of survival (Songs by the Zombies, White Zombie, Rob Zombie, about zombies or death or whatnot count double); if you really can't judge the song, just take it as a pass and it does nothing either way for your chances for survival—remember this is entirely up to you to judge.
3. Keep going until you get 5 songs one way or the other. 5 Surviving songs means you lived. 5 Not surviving songs means you food.
Tori Amos, "Riot Poof"
You know what you know, so you go
Break the terror of the urban spell
That sounds promising . . .
She bites through your dried lean meat
As she's going to the movie show
Never mind. One strike against.
Pearl Jam, "Daughter"
She holds the hand that holds her down
She will rise above
I call that survival.
Tommy Makem and Liam Clancy, "The Rocky Road to Dublin"
From there I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay just as the ship was sailing
Another narrow escape. Two for, one against.
The Mountain Goats, "This Year"
I am going to make it through this year if it kills me
Although in the context of zombie apocalypse, that's an ambiguous statement . . . No points either way.
The Arrogant Worms, "Johnny Came Home Headless"
I should've seen it coming—he finally lost his mind
But if his head don't turn up soon, then all his hats are mine
Well, he wasn't me. Two more songs to survival.
"The Kraken," Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest
Er. I think I was just zombified and then drowned. Nix that bit about survival. Three strikes and counting.
"I think it's marvelous singing," Benjamin Britten (War Requiem Rehearsal Tapes)
I think that's just too strange to count.
Tom Paxton, "All Clear in Harrisburg"
You just might glow in the dark, grow feathers just like a lark
Stand in the fountain and light up the park
Have a nice day—there's a chance that you may
Blow yourself and half of Pennsylvania away
That also sounds kind of neutral to me. But the zombies are radioactive now.
Placebo, "Centrefolds"
Come on, fallen star
I refuse to let you die
I appreciate the encouragement. Four and three . . .
The Sex Pistols, "Anarchy in the U.K."
Don't know what I want
But I know how to get it
I want to destroy the passerby
That, I do not so much appreciate. What is this, a neck-and-neck race toward the end of the meme?
Gordon Bok, "Now I'm Easy"
My daughter married young and went her own way
My sons lie buried by the Burma Railway
So on this land I've made my own, I've carried on alone
But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
. . . I have been eaten by zombies. No points to you, Gordon Bok!
That was surprisingly fun.
1. Take out your zPod, or your mpZ playing device. Put it on shuffle play.
2. You have to decide if each song is a positive one in terms of survival (songs like Gloria Gaynor's "I Will Survive" or anything that directly references survival, escape or something like that counts double, even something by Survivor, but I reserve the right to laugh at you), or a negative one in terms of survival (Songs by the Zombies, White Zombie, Rob Zombie, about zombies or death or whatnot count double); if you really can't judge the song, just take it as a pass and it does nothing either way for your chances for survival—remember this is entirely up to you to judge.
3. Keep going until you get 5 songs one way or the other. 5 Surviving songs means you lived. 5 Not surviving songs means you food.
Tori Amos, "Riot Poof"
You know what you know, so you go
Break the terror of the urban spell
That sounds promising . . .
She bites through your dried lean meat
As she's going to the movie show
Never mind. One strike against.
Pearl Jam, "Daughter"
She holds the hand that holds her down
She will rise above
I call that survival.
Tommy Makem and Liam Clancy, "The Rocky Road to Dublin"
From there I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay just as the ship was sailing
Another narrow escape. Two for, one against.
The Mountain Goats, "This Year"
I am going to make it through this year if it kills me
Although in the context of zombie apocalypse, that's an ambiguous statement . . . No points either way.
The Arrogant Worms, "Johnny Came Home Headless"
I should've seen it coming—he finally lost his mind
But if his head don't turn up soon, then all his hats are mine
Well, he wasn't me. Two more songs to survival.
"The Kraken," Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest
Er. I think I was just zombified and then drowned. Nix that bit about survival. Three strikes and counting.
"I think it's marvelous singing," Benjamin Britten (War Requiem Rehearsal Tapes)
I think that's just too strange to count.
Tom Paxton, "All Clear in Harrisburg"
You just might glow in the dark, grow feathers just like a lark
Stand in the fountain and light up the park
Have a nice day—there's a chance that you may
Blow yourself and half of Pennsylvania away
That also sounds kind of neutral to me. But the zombies are radioactive now.
Placebo, "Centrefolds"
Come on, fallen star
I refuse to let you die
I appreciate the encouragement. Four and three . . .
The Sex Pistols, "Anarchy in the U.K."
Don't know what I want
But I know how to get it
I want to destroy the passerby
That, I do not so much appreciate. What is this, a neck-and-neck race toward the end of the meme?
Gordon Bok, "Now I'm Easy"
My daughter married young and went her own way
My sons lie buried by the Burma Railway
So on this land I've made my own, I've carried on alone
But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
. . . I have been eaten by zombies. No points to you, Gordon Bok!
That was surprisingly fun.

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This looks fun. Here's me giving it a try...
Eric Clapton
Malted Milk
My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed
And I have a funny, funny feeling and the hair's rising on my head
If the zombies are stalking me this early in the game, survival is looking chancy.
Zombies 1, Survival 0
Bob Seger
Against the Wind
And the years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
Post-zombie-apocalypse, it's just me left, raiding ruined stores for canned food and shotgun shells. But hey, I survive.
Zombies 1, Survival 1
Psalm 121
Herbert Howells
The Lord Himself is thy keeper
He is thy defense upon thy right hand
God's a good fellow to have on your side when the zombies are out in force. But this particular setting is from a requiem, so it's only worth one point.
Zombies 1, Survival 2
The Beach Boys
Hang On To Your Ego
Hang on to your ego Hang on, but I know that you're gonna lose the fight
There is no escaping zombification! Brian Wilson knows...
Zombies 2, Survival 2
When the Red Robin Comes Bobbin' Along
Al Jolson/Harry Woods
I heard a robin this morning
I'm feeling happy today
Gonna pack my cares in a whistle
And blow them all away
This makes me think I've got an Ash Williams thing going on, whistling away and blasting zombies with my boomstick. It's a winner.
Zombies 2, Survival 3
Overs
Paul Simon
Why don't we stop fooling ourselves?
The game is over, over, over.
Aw, man. Never going to survive with this kind of defeastism intruding into the soundtrack.
Zombies 3, Survival 3
Bob Seger
Fire Lake
Oh they smile so shy
And they flirt so well
And they lay you down so fast
Till you look straight up and say
Oh lord
In the context of zombies, getting layed down is definitely a Bad Thing. But they do it by smiling and flirting? Those aren't any zombies I know. So this one's a wash.
Zombies 3, Survival 3
Giuseppe Verdi
Falstaff: "Una, due, tre, quattro, cinque"
L'amore metamorfosa
un uom in una bestia.
What changes a man into a beast? Love? Well, at least it's not zombie bites. Call this one even.
Zombies 3, Survival 3
Monty Python
Never Be Rude to an Arab
Never be rude to an Irishman,
No matter what you do.
This song ends with the sound of a high-powered rifle blowing the odious singer away. Only the still-human can remember how to use ordnance, so I'm claiming this one for me.
Zombies 3, Survival 4
Kitty McLeod
'S fliuch an oidhche
Luchd nan seol ard
'S nan long luatha,
'S nan brataichean
Dearg is uaine.
(The men of the high sails and the swift ships and the banners red and green.)
Zombies can't sail. I think this means I escape. Take that, zombies!
Zombies 3, Survival 5
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Now I want to see a zombie film with that soundtrack . . .