It’s Nigel Tufnel Day, So Let’s Rock Out With These 8 Spinal Tap Classics

Friday, November 11 by

Hell Hole

“The window’s dirty, the mattress stinks. This ain’t no place to be a man.”

If anything, “Hell Hole” proves that the grass is always greener. Whether you live in a squalor filled hole with peeling rats or a mansion where the sauna is too drafty, someone always has it better.


“Stonehenge! Where a man’s a man. And the children dance to the Pipes of Pan.”

Tap’s tripped out travelogue takes us to the ancient nights of Stonehenge. The mysterious stone sculptures were home to the bacchanal ceremonies of devils and virgins. Nowadays, it’s just a place with some boring rocks.

Sex Farm

“Working up a hot sweat. Crouching in your pea patch. Plowing through your bean field. Planting my seed.”

In their ongoing war with AC/DC for sexual innuendo dominance, Spinal Tap pulls ahead with this account of the rigors of working on a sex farm.

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