The Wedding Game

Beulah's got a great little post trying to determine who would play at your wedding. It's a fine question because some of your favorite bands might not be wedding fare (hello Husker Du). So here's my list:

R.E.M. (come on, Beulah, you gotta keep the dots!)
Replacements (if only because their drunkenness would overshadow my friends', so the fam wouldn't judge the company I keep).
B-52's
New Order (one crazy dance band isn't enough)
Flaming Lips of course
Liz Phair maybe so she could do Divorce Song and make everyone uncomfortable
Neil Diamond
Bjork! (just imagine what she'd look like at a WEDDING. All I have to say is wear sunglasses and don't look directly at it.)
Any old mariachi band. Ole.
ABBA...with spandex spacesuits, explosions, and all
Jackson Five to bridge the generation gap
Bobby Darin because Grandma would want someone who really knows how to SING. Nobody today really sings, you know. It's all this shitzky bitzy yelling or talking. I've had enough of that jazz. Boy, I sounded on all those musicians today.

This game reminds me very much of the who would you invite to dinner game. Does that game ever go down without someone mentioning Clinton. So maybe Clinton could give a toast. As long as we lock him up in the corner. We don't want any funny business in the coat room.

Oh, and GO SOX. Damn, this is exciting.