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Internet Wasteland
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A silly little ditty about web development and ambient findability.
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A Boston-based singer-songwriter following in the tradition of greats such as Mississippi John Hurt, updated to the modern era.
Eddy Who? Men like Eddy Boston are as rare as shooting stars, and just as intelligent. My friends, we can never comprehend how fortunate we are to live in a time when such a man is present. Women have been known to swoon when confronted by his vast talents. And he's a pretty good musician, too. Yet we must stop and ask ourselves, who is this Eddy Boston? Where did he come from? Is he a gift from heaven? A visitor from a superior planet? Or can it be, can it possibly be he's merely one of us, a fellow human being? To these questions, we are doomed forever to wonder. Some experts believe he is from Medford, MA, and he's been sighted at various venues in the Boston area, such as The All Asia Bar in Central Square, The Skybar in Somerville, and The Skellig in Waltham. Eddy's music spans the genres, from dumb to really dumb. He makes us laugh, he makes us cry, he makes us hungry. In the man's own words: "If it weren't for my stupidity, I'd be some kind of genius."
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Acoustic • Acoustic Guitar
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Peak #20
Peak in subgenre #3
Author
Eddy Boston
Rights
2007 Eddy Boston
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July 10, 2007
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MP3 2.2 MB • 128 kbps • 2:23
Story behind the song
So I was sitting at lunch the other day. Fish and chips. A very nice fish and chips, actually, freshly caught, perfectly fried, and washed down with a smooth margarita. The lunchtime conversation turned to my music, as it sometimes does, and I said to the girl I was with, "so what do you think I should write my next song about?" Without a moment's hesitation, she replied, "Website usability." Maybe it was the deliciousness of the lightly battered piece of haddock on my plate, maybe it was the tequila coursing through my veins, maybe it was how beautiful she looked when she said those words, with her twinkling eyes and mischievous smile, maybe it was the inherent challenge. Who knows. But for whatever reason, I said "Okay." Songs are living things, and they can change in the course of being written, and this one ended up being more about web-app development in general than usability, but it's still within the same genre, so I'll consider the challenge met.
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Come on and Google me baby. Go ahead and ask Jeeves. Type in the query: "Eddy Boston please." But you ain't gonna find me, Not even on broadband, 'Cause I'm a page-rank zero In the internet wasteland. I don't care about your space; I can't even find mine. I've been lost since the days of America Online. And you ain't gonna find me, Add me to your top eight friends, 'Cause I'm drowning in the bitstream Of this internet wasteland. And the Web 2.0 is driving me insane, The internet wasteland is pushin' in my brain With Ajax, PDF, page not found, Javascript, CSS, the server's down In the wasteland. What, are you still designing With tables and forms? You're not ready for the desktop. You're so 2004. And they ain't gonna find you In your parents' basement. You'll be just another dead link In the internet wasteland. And you though you could code it all in XML But the internet wasteland put you through Hell, So it's quirks mode, browser checks, transparent GIFs, The scent of information's down to barely just a whiff In the wasteland. You wanna be the next eBay. You're more like Pets Dot Com. You want an Adword payday, But the links are all wrong. And you ain't gonna find it, Even with Ruby on the backend No Rail's gonna save you In the internet wasteland. It's an internet wasteland.
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