Dear Ozzy . . . Thanks For Nothing

For several years, my friend Whitney and I have been pursuing the great white whale of novelty songs, an epic entirely composed of lyrics from other songs, and the premise is this: someone (or a group of people) actually listened to what was being said in the songs and followed the advice as if it were gospel . . . and of course, bad things result . . . and this is the result of several recording sessions, with Whitney, and a number of teachers and friends who I will allow to remain nameless unless they want to chime in on the comments . . . it's called Dear Ozzy (Thanks for Nothing) and you can head over to Gheorghe the Blog and read Whitney's introduction and the lyrics and an "answer key" of all the bands mentioned.

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