...utah saints did a remix of "cloudbusting" by kate bush. and although i adore the lovely kate in all her splendor and was at first hesitant to embrace anyone with the audacity to remix her work, i am finding myself increasingly drawn to this one.
and it reminds me of being in australia, because that's where i heard it first. so maybe that has something to do with it...anyways, i enjoy it nonetheless. so there.
today's Global Gathering concert in sydney (which i was supposed to attend) here is a clip from Kraftwerk circa 1978, who are headlining the festival this evening and who i am really pissed to be missing.
anyways, here's what i would be seeing (if it were 30 years ago, and minus the tv host):
so this duo is kinda like the swedish Wham!, i'm guessing:
-pretty boy lead singer with fluffy george michael mullet and earring -the overshadowed "other guy" who kinda sings/mouths words sometimes (andrew ridgeley-esque) -enthusiastic dance moves
...yes, another one from Lio, but i find it quite amusing. ah, the neverending battle of blondes vs. brunettes continues, but this time, in musical form.
plus, it's pretty funny that this video beat out cyndi lauper AND the police for the top spot.
...because i just got back from my road trip to Byron Bay and this song was playing all the time on australian radio, and i loved hearing it every time--a very rare occurrence.
so lfc tv made an hour long special about the love of my life, fernando, and you should watch it. its awesome. unfortunately, lfctv pulled the version off of youtube.
such insight.
not really, but still a lot of torres...so it's good for me.
just a top-notch movie montage from one of my all-time 80's film favorites. val kilmer has never been hotter than when he played chris knight. and i always thought that the other kid in this movie bore a striking resemblance to sarah jessica parker.
hopefully this is not your introduction to these fine friends of mine who, from the ages of 4-6 played a key role in my life and continue to influence me to this day.
yes, i am talking about the letter people. and yes, i was "Mrs. O" (or "Obstinate Mrs. O") in my second grade stage production of the letter people. fitting? yes...cruel? somewhat.
but anywho, i really did/do love these cartoons and watching my weekly lesson and coloring their corresponding coloring-book tear-out sheets was the highlight of my friday afternoons in kindergarten. that, and cleaning my desk with shaving cream. does that actually clean anything?
here's one from my personal favorite prince of dark-rockness, glenn danzig.
i don't know what is scariest...the terrible special effects, the black contacts, or the mellowness of this song.
it's like watching a mortal combat movie or something. there is lightning everywhere!
p.s. this video was my introduction to glenn. i think i was about 13 and was watching Liquid Television. no point in telling you this, just having a weird nostalgia flashback.
what can be said about this beautiful and talented vocal ensemble? listen to that intro! the beating drums, the orchestra...such openings are worthy only of the most powerful of voices--
yeah yeah, so i haven't been home in three days. and in those three days i have managed to lose my favorite dress, destroy the only pair of shoes i love, and not go to bed before 5 am.
so....now that i'm here, here's a few videos/songs that i am hoping are as enjoyable to others as i find them.
NEW: The Apes, "Black Tears"
OLD: Janet Jackson, "What Have You Done For Me Lately?"
this video is awesome. because nina is awesome. insanely talented and ballsy as hell...who on earth wears a fishnet outfit?! nina simone and cher. and that's about it.
yeah yeah, wolves are hot right now. white hot. but apparently they were also very rocking back in the day...some day, which i can't seem to pinpoint.
i don't know how or why this was made, and i also don't know how i haven't seen it before.
this ice-spectacular is something like 'Labyrinth' meets the 'Wizard of Oz.' totally weird creatures and dancing and fantasy and ridiculous costumes, all set to music with some guy in tights pretending to be a wolf?!
he's totally the Bowie/Jareth...tempting children with those bulging spandex displays. he even has that creepy, weird, (seemingly inappropriate for a children's movie) sexuality thing going on.
my mom still looks and dresses EXACTLY like stevie nicks in this video.
it's amazing and almost frightening, but in a really fantastic, my-mom-is-the-greatest, kind of way.
p.s. last year, when she asked me to come to the renaissance festival for the 50th time, she was not joking when she wanted me to dress up. not like stevie, but like a very similarly dressed peasant/gypsy.
can someone please tell me who on earth finds this man attractive?
i mean, come on!! 'Mystery' is supposedly so successful at seducing ladies that he has his own reality show on VH1, but i don't know a single woman who would date a guy with a name like a magician, who single-handedly owns every bit of hideous apparel from Hot Topic and applies guy-liner to his eyes before heading to a club.
does anyone fall for this? who wants to date a guy who dresses like a freak??
but i guess it's not about dating, so let me change my question...WHO ON EARTH IS BRINGING THIS GUY HOME?!?!
ladies, if you're out there and you've fallen victim to this so-called pickup expert, please, PLEASE come forward and tell me WTF it is about this guy.
please give me a second chance, or maybe a first chance. you are so intense, but it's a joyously destructive party-time rock intensity. you don't want to bring me down like most metalheads with their anger and insecurity...you just want to rock (with me? all niiiight?).
my Angel in White Knit. my White Knight. this girl is beautiful...beautifully ready to party with you on the stage of love.
i have intensity. GRRRRRRRRRRR. and i love white denim, too!
hey, remember when finola hughes had a career?! me either!! but i do know her name without having to look it up, so she's gotta be famous for something...and if you're wondering what it is, well i'm not much help.
but it may have something to do with this masterpiece from 1983. and this may have been the ruiner of travolta's career for the ten years following its release.
i just want to know why this production cannot currently be seen on broadway. because with all those amazing, sweaty dance moves and glorious costumes, i'd be there every night.
i love that hell looks like a jazzercize class. and that the devil does pelvic thrusts.
some sort of fairy tale theme gone awry. but not in an awesome way like petty's "don't come around here." more in a really horrible and weird and unexplainable way.
that wall full of lips...would those be considered 'glory holes'?
...because i was sitting in a pub watching the world cup qualifier between spain and belgium and this song came on. and no, fernando, i can't help falling in love with you, liverpool's number 9.
but i'm not a creepy stalker like that guy in 'Sliver.' i'm not! really!
...the fact that i am watching the prom episode of 90210 (yes, the original!), here is a video from cathy dennis...who performed at the oh-so-dramatic prom of the senior class of '93.
remember when donna got drunk and almost couldn't graduate?!
anyways, it was a pretty great episode. and now, may i present D Mob featuring Cathy Dennis (shouldn't she have come up with a catchier stage name?)
your appeal is undeniable. just look at you. i mean, you are way too attractive. but you play the loser so often, that it makes me think you are humble and the fact that you are willing to make an idiot of yourself means that you don't take yourself too seriously.
so, seriously, give a girl a chance. we could make beautiful music...and by music, i mean babies.
in honor of the fact that one of my favorite movies is playing right now on HBOFam, and also that this same movie was downloaded to my ipod LAST NIGHT for my flight today...i bring you EG Daily's rendition of "Mind Over Matter" from the 'Summer School' soundtrack.
love it.
you may recognize miss daily from such awesome films as 'Better Off Dead,' 'Pee-wee's Big Adventure,' and the aforementioned 'Valley Girl.'
a huge, and yet widely-unknown talent. she also does tons of voice-over work, including my personal pick of the Powerpuff Girls, Buttercup.
there was a time...before rachel hunter, before disco changed his sound and cheese took over...when Rod Stewart was actually quite amazing in a good way and not in a hilarious "do you think i'm sexy?" way.
this is without a doubt, the scariest video i have ever seen. i vividly remember the first time i saw it, i couldn't have been more than four. and i was terrified. still am. to this day, i hate puppets...and i blame this video. well, this and those creepy red creatures from labyrinth who could take dismember themselves.
Rockwell must be the most paranoid person on the planet. someone tell that guy to chill, seriously. someone stranger always watching him, calling him...i mean, he is really sexy with that soul-glo he's rocking, but i just don't think he's stalker-worthy.
shouldn't that blind chick from the "Hello" video be singing these songs? (if you haven't seen it, omg, i'll post that one, too.)
so i thought that surely everyone had seen this before, but apparently not, as i have come across several friends in the past two days who were unaware of this video. and i know it may be "low brow" to laugh at people's accidents, but whatever. i'm just going to show it. because it gets me every time.
so when my brother offered to help me change my eating habits, i was not expecting him to immediately snatch the bag of cheetos out of my hand and dump them onto the pavement. in a moment of grief and less-than-reasonable thinking, i ran around to the sad, little pile of neon starch and grabbed one off the top (it hadn't touched the ground, mind you!), only to have my clever little thief of a brother slap my hand, knocking my one remaining unsullied treat to the asphalt.
in honor of the most metal hair-babe of the late 80's, i give you Ms. Lita. no one crawls on the ground or slaps their own ass quite like she did back in the day.
take note, ladies:
faux-humping a guitar = the hotness.
always wear a belt with your thong.
and knee pads are an awesome accessory to any outfit.
oh, Lita, i know it may sound like i am poking fun, but really and truly, i am in awe.
i love this song. really, i do. for real. i sing it often. in the car. in the shower. when i forget i am wearing headphones on the subway.
there's just something about an awful drum-machine that is really amazing. and alisha herself...some random brooklyn teenager making crappy music, makes it almost-big with her mall hair and sweet sweater dress (she had a song on the 'Mannequin' soundtrack!!)...amazingly bad and great? did EVERYONE get a record deal back then?!
random. i know. and i love it. but i would probably love it based on the album cover alone. who didn't have a brass daybed in the 80's? me! and i'm jealous.
what can i say? these guys really heart paris. and they are really going for it. when i found them outside of the louvre, they were posing for at least 5 minutes for their friend. pretty good intensity. and pretty amazing denim capris.
way to go, guys. you're the meaning in my life, you're the inspiration...
so bronson pinchot could have had a credible acting career. it started out fairly well...i mean, 'Risky Business' was a great, great film. and no one can deny his performance as the oh-so-stereotypical, gay art dealer, Serge, in 'Bevery Hills Cop.'
but then, somewhere around 1986, something strange happened. or, more accurately, two strangers happened. not that this wasn't a show of decent enough quality, as far as ABC sitcoms go. but it definitely put him in T.G.I.F. purgatory for years. those cameos on Step-By-Step...lame. lame. lame.
anywho...saw this clip and it made me nostalgic. for bad, broken english.
yeah yeah, so there's an economic crisis and we're in the middle of the biggest election of my lifetime, but this is what i find shocking enough to write about...
scarlett johansson and ryan reynolds elope in canada?! what?!!!!
just saw this tour in Atlanta and it was absolutely INSANE. full-on keyboard dance madness. the floor almost fell through, the foot stomping was so intense.
you are a complete idiot if you miss this one. i know the tour is half over, but if it hasn't passed your by, you should definitely be sure to attend. best time i've had at a show in a while, and you know it had to be one helluva show if i had fun BY MYSELF!
that's right, i'm lame. but it's just a testimony to the complete awesomeness of this show.
ok ok. so someone in hollywood is getting hip to what the kids out there are into these days...dork love, music, and new york city.
the first tip-off of this rip-off of a film was obvious in the first ten seconds with the unveiling of the cleverly hand-drawn titles...riding the coattails of 'Juno' much? not that i didn't enjoy them...but we've seen it before, and not so long ago.
michael cera once again plays the oh-so-loveable geek in this teenage romance set in the big city. his chemistry as "Nick" with kat dennings's "Norah" is shaky at first, and the audience is wondering if these two can even get along, much less come to some romantic realization. But feelings are unveiled and their burgeoning puppy-love comes to fruition with an unexpected (and audible) crescendo which definitely gave the audience a chuckle, and maybe some blushing cheeks.
there were a few moments that left me feeling less than thrilled, the story was definitely not breaking any new ground:
nerds in love with an awesome indie-rock soundtrack (takka takka, band of horses, vampire weekend)? check.
totally cute guy blind to obviously flirtatious hot chick? check.
set in hipster meccas of williamsburg, brooklyn and the lower east side? check.
how could this not appeal to kids across the board?
yes, there are some definite cliches this film has to hurdle, and although it wasn't entirely successful, the overall impression it left me with was that of moderate enjoyment. at least there was some rocking music. and michael cera, though not his best work, was still completely adorable. possibly this film's only selling point.
it's really not fair that you just ride into town with your sexy glasses and foreign accent, and get me all excited with your business socks, only to run off and leave me waiting for months for season 2!
i could be your sally. really. i mean, i'm not the most beautiful girl on the street or in the room, but i would never leave you for an australian. she never appreciated you.
in honor of Bruster's Banana Thursday (half-price banana splits if you bring your own banana)...the best deal in town, by the way...i'm posting this gem from Lio.
i was amazed when i came across this one. i just wish i knew what she was saying. i'm sure there is a sexual innuendo somewhere in there, but i'm choosing to think it's just about ice cream.
one of my favorite bands ever, let alone from the 80's. unfortunately no one seems to play them state-side, a great loss for my fellow americans.
dreamy distorted guitars + weird, pseudo-depressing lyrics = a very happy me.
i highly recommend checking them out, if you like the music from the video, that is. "Strange Times" and "Script of the Bridge" are both great albums...and the 25th anniversary edition of latter was just released in june...
ok, so this has bothered me for years...and maybe i'm the only person on the planet who cares, but what is the deal with the 'Valley Girl' poster?
i mean the girl in the poster is definitely NOT Deborah Foreman (the lead actress). her hair, her dress, her FACE!! nicolas coppola/cage is so obviously depicted...i just don't get it. what happened to julie?
can someone please explain this to me? what is the deal? anyone?
p.s. if you haven't seen this movie, do it, please. it's more than just cheese and nostalgia for a time i wish i could have more fully experienced. it really transcends the usual crap that comes from nick cage. promise.
i love wolves. and wolves on shirts. but this one was more than i could handle...a beautiful Native American princess and her wolf-companion...ON A SHIRT.
and not just any shirt, these things may be commonplace in middle america, but a shirt in Barcelona?!
needless to say, i was surprised. very, very happily surprised.
ok, this video wins for best face-painting since pre-surgery Pete Burns. you know those creepy clowns from the 80's? these guys totally must have inspired those freaky dolls. does anyone else think they look like a deck of cards? that one guy is definitely a jack of spades or something.
so i don't know if there was any budget at all for this video from the look of it, but if there was, it was definitely spent on platform shoes. or maybe they are just throwing it all in the air on film.
in any event, i was dumbfounded when i stumbled upon this gem of early career embarrassment.
a literal interpretation of a song is probably not the best idea.
ok, so i found this at a random bodega somewhere around union square. it was just some candy bar, or at least it seemed to be...i don't know why "it's not for girls!"
is there some sort of testosterone derivative in the ingredients? anywho, it was totally weird and if you find a YORKIE, will you please eat it? because apparently "it's not" for me.
ahhh, Peaches. the ever-clever/complete she-shock cock rocker. but so much fun at the same time. today's video selection may be intended for those with a blood fetish. be warned.
when describing this album to a friend, all i could say was "80's synthesizer-amazing."
and that was enough to sell him on it. if you can't find it in stores (and chances are, you can't), download it...from itunes or wherever. it's really great.
and i know that you shouldn't judge an album by it's cover art, but a great album with an insanely awesome cover is really hard to beat.
p.s. thanks to ben for introducing me to this wonderful symphony of keyboard madness.
...not the best sound quality, but this song is really weird and fun and loud. still can't decide between this and "Louis Quatorze" as my favorite BWW song. anywho...enjoy!
This is by far the most amazing fragrance I've seen, second only to Antonio Banderas's signature scent Antonio. I found it first in Florence, but again in Rome...and my only regret (besides not buying out the store's supply) is that I did not even smell it.
I am sure that it is magnificent, and that any man wearing this sensual odor would instantly put me in a trance and could easily have his way with me. I'm guessing Rick Astley is a Denim kind of man. And Sam Elliott. And any man with a stache or a bolo tie...be it serious or ironic.