fashion changes, it’s true darien commented on, but i was thinking about clarissa’s outfit for the intro:
clarissa is a hipster? y/n?
i mean, the tights? skirt? top? she just needs a big belt and some ironic sunglasses that wouldn’t be ironic for her because they’d be from the ’90s which is double ironic which would count for double hipster points!
i love tv.
i have always loved tv.
i used to do my homework in front of the living room tv, and when i got kicked off of that i went to my room and turned on this old school watchman black and white portable tv, hid it behind my backpack, put my earphones on and did my homework in front of that.
ultimately, often my favorite part of a good tv show was its theme song. there is something beautiful about a theme song. it’s so quick, ephemeral if you will, and sets the entire mood for the show. it gets you excited to watch your favorite show, or cues you to change the channel quickly (like when the match lighting when ‘are you afraid of the dark’)
the theme song is like a trumpeter announcing royalty, except it says ‘hey! get ready to sit here for another half an hour to an hour!’
sometimes, i would only watch the theme song for a show, then change the channel. for example, murder she wrote. amazing theme song. i loved it. it was so exciting. i loved watching the opening credits too, because i love typewriters. but, i could never sit still for an hour of an elderly lady solving crime. another one was saved by the bell, man, what an exciting theme song! i’d watch the occasional episode, but i’d rather have heard the theme song for a half hour instead of the show sometimes.
there were theme songs i loved just as much as the shows that followed, though. macgyver, fresh prince of bel air (um yeah, i memorized that rap, did you even have to ask?), the nanny, golden girls, friends….it goes on and on. in fact, i’m having a lot of trouble thinking of a show that i absolutely hated the theme song for….i wanna say growing pains, but actually i just hated the show, i loved the theme song. in any case, the other day, i was (somehow through the magic of link hopping on the internet you know how it is, click, click, click, ack! porn! click, click, click) presented with this video:
yes, clarissa explains it all. it was a good show, not one of my favorites, mostly it made me want a two story house so that my friends could visit via ladder. anyway, i did enjoy the opening credits as i recall, and when i listened to this theme song again i realized just what the lyrics were.
“na na na na na”
“all right, all right”
more nananas (there are so many nananas i’m not going to type them all)
“hey cool”
more nanas
more all right all rights
more hey cool
and finally
“just do it”
…….
yeah, don’t believe me? listen to it again.
i can’t tell if it’s brilliant or sad or just ridiculous. most likely it is a combination of all three with a dash of stupid and a pinch of laughable/endearing. the best part was that when i played it i could sing along. and yeah, hell yeah, if you want to know,
i love it.
i like this song by duffy. i couldn’t decide if i liked her or not for several months. in the end, i decided i did like her, but i think this bonus track is my favorite.
it’s good, right? just lovely. nothing to do with anything i was babbling about, but whatever. i do what i want.
this one’s for the ladies.
the ones who are out there all night,
struggling down the block, bleeding, bruised, blistered.
the ones crying inside,
tortured with every step
feigning gaiety.
this is for the girls whose weights are unevenly distributed over their feet,
for the ones whose toes take all the pressure
and the ones with no arches.
what is pain but the price of beauty?
i hope you make it those few blocks to the club,
and i hope you dance!
this is for the ladies
who do it all
for the sake of an elongated leg shape.
chase that rainbow.
er, hobble after it best you can
and rest your weary soles tonight.
do you get stressed? i know sometimes i do! especially in today’s economy. hahaha no i don’t even know what i’m talking about. ignore that.
whenever i have a lot of things flying at me at once, i think of those kellog’s corn pops commercials made in the ’90s. oooo that is weird when you’re like “back in the ’90s’” isn’t it? toy story and clueless were made in 1995….that is OVER TEN YEARS AGO. a DECADE. which is a long-ass time. anyway, being a television child addict in ‘the 90s’ i memorized an unhealthy amount of jingles and commercials. this one in particular is EXACTLY how my brain thinks when i get stressed.
especially the part where he’s like “WHAT AM I GONNA DO?!” i always think it like that in my head. i don’t think the ominous music comes on, but you have to admit it makes everything so tense, maybe i should consider adding that. i think just watching the commercial makes me stressed, especially because corn pops really ARE that delicious. mmmm. as erica pointed out, this is the guy from psych on usa (which i have never watched because it looks really not that funny) and she’s all that. apparently he’s the guy who throws the party? i don’t remember that part. oh freddie.
i would have let you turn me into the prom queen anyday.
i haven’t posted a lot of contemporary songs on this blog, mostly cause i think everyone has heard them enough. what is it about the radio that makes them play the same song twice in an hour? sometimes, the unreleased songs on an album will surprise you, like this one.
convenient right? i talk about stress and then i play a song called ’slow down’. i planned that. kind of. i like how when i was younger i didn’t know what mary jane meant. i was just like ‘why is this particular girl so popular?’ the only mary jane i knew of was the one from spiderman so i assumed everyone just liked her a lot because she was a redhead.
pshh, what. ever. you didn’t even know pot did not mean a pot for plants either.
the other day i had a dream about a song. i can’t remember the words anymore, i can’t remember the tune, but it was something buried in my subconscious, and like a long forgotten mix-tape, my brain decided to dust it off, pop it in the walkman and push ‘play’. i remember as i dreamed, i sang along to the hook in my head. of course i knew the words, my own mind was the thing simultaneously playing and singing it, and as it played i kept thinking “remember this hook, i want to get this song when i wake up, i know i don’t have it and now i want it.” sometimes i wake up with songs already in my head, predetermining my day almost. like another day, i woke up and i kept playing flo rida’s low in my head. just the beginning. the part where it goes “mmm mmm mmm mmm…..let me talk to ‘em….let me talk to ‘em” just that part over and over again. and i don’t know, it became a part of my day. sadly, when i woke up i could no longer remember the song. it was gone, just wisps of it remained with my memory of how badly i wanted to cement it in my mind at the time. it was, and still is, irritating the back of my thoughts, a fly in the gooey ointment of my brain–a thought that is not fully alive, not fully dead, just buzzing.
but there is already a song stuck back there. sometimes when i listen to the radio, to radio that plays songs that aren’t contemporary, i hear something i already know by heart. i can call forth the words and melody almost effortlessly from the forgotten bits of storage in my head, yet not really be able to pinpoint how or why i know them. it’s like when you find something in your closet while you’re cleaning that you forgot you had. you remember all these things and they make you smile and you try to put the thing in a place you’ll remember next time. but you don’t remember it. you forget it as quickly as you found it. then something comes up and you need that thing for some reason, or you think of it again because it is fresher in your memory and you get excited because you remember that you put it somewhere you wouldn’t forget the last time you saw it. but you can’t remember where the hell you put it, just the fact that you’ve seen it recently and that it exists and is….somewhere in the mess. that’s what this other song is. one day i found it on the radio and then i lost it again, and now it’s there, side by side with this new one, waiting to be found again. summer, remembering, we fell in love? sigh, that’s all i have left of it.
sometimes, though, a song will come back without asking. it’s not something i dreamed or heard in a pass over the radio stations. i just don’t recognize the title, or maybe the artist, but it’s there in my music collection or online so i’ll press play. as soon as the first notes and words hit my ears they just light up with recognition. damn! i used to love this song! this was my JAM.
i had a lot of jams. i was going through all this old school r&b today and i came across this, one of my jams. yeeeah boy.
remember all 4 one? before ‘i swear’ came out they had this single.
and i loved it.
this just in from the nation’s capitol!
yes, a trip to washington dc to visit darien. most everyone knows i am one of the least political persons ever. suffice to say, i did not go to dc in order to learn about the political inner-workings of this nation, nor did i go in order to learn about the history, mostly i went to watch columbian soap operas and walk around and eat. so yeah, that’s me and my nation’s capitol! tres patriotic, no?
i did wear blue on the 4th.
anyway, whenever i see the washington monument all i can think of is how it’s just our national penis. i do have a friend who told me that she things manhattan looks like a penis, though, “the penis of the world”.
now, i am not a fan of politics or anything really related, except maybe a song or two, and this song is undeniably sweet. swingin. hot. as laissez faire (i did learn a thing or two in us history) of a gal i am when it comes to political messages, i can’t not love this song. believe me, i’m not endorsing the message or denying it either, i’m just voting for the groove, man.
oh yeah. i moved!
but i guess you’re already here reading this so….
congratulations me.
whatever.
i will update.
reasons for not updating:
1. laziness
2. mmm mostly just the laziness
obviously i have the innability to consistently care for something like a blog, or a plant. or a child. don’t hand me a child, i’ll just leave it somewhere and come back every once in a while to nudge it with a stick. oh well, you will just have to deal with my sporadicity as it comes…or doesn’t. i really haven’t been doing anything lately, (unless you count watching law and order svu online as something) so i have nothing about my life to fill you in on…in this post. see how i avoided that prepositional ending? there’s this guy and he sees this woman at a bench and goes, “who are you waiting for?” and she says “you can’t end a sentence like that, with a preposition,” so he says “who are you waiting for, bitch?”
haha. i think i’m funny.
back to the matter at hand.
i’ve just kind of been sitting on my ass. in fact, probably the only reason that i am taking the time to post is that i really REALLY am not doing anything else AND i can do it just sitting here. if you had to stand up and walk around in order to use the computer, we wouldn’t have this obesity thang going on. thank goodness that’s not the case and i can post from the comfort of my own ass. also, since our apartment is so small i can also do pretty much everything else from one spot, it’s great.
well, here is the song. the outfield’s i don’t wanna lose your love. just one of those fun ’80s songs, i’m sure you’ve heard it. why post it? i don’t know, i kind of just am feelin’ the vibe tonight. so yeah, point your fingers in the air and scream along. actually, it’s more one of those point your fingers at your friends and scream at each other songs.
have you heard the new nkotb song? i love it. yeah i said it. and what?
in work. but i thought i’d take a short break and post this awesomeness before i head off to the gym to clear my mind.
if i had 1/100th of the uke skillz jake shimabukuro has i would be amazing at playing. this is definitely one of my favorite versions of while my guitar gently weeps. there’s a youtube clip of him playing it at central park and you can let your jaw drop down when you see the way his fingers move.
i love how songs can be made out of sounds that aren’t even words.
i was walking down the street towards class and there were some people right in front of me. there were some worker guys standing on the side smoking. one of the guys was staring at this girl that was ahead of me really intensely, she was wearing a black coat and a red bubble dress. i thought he was just leering at her like a normal creepy guy in new york, but he seemed kind of angry. then all of a sudden as soon as she passed he turned around to his friends and said “YO! I HATE those skirts, man! That’s the STUPIDEST SHIT I EVER SAW, YO!”
this is what he was talking about:
and i wanted to tell him i heartily agreed but i was too busy laughing. stupid dresses that don’t end. ahem, steph. kathy. cough cough.
i’m sorry, i wrote this a long time ago but i was doing it in advanced web and the internet was really awful there so i couldn’t post it. then i kind of just forgot. anyway, it is currently spring break, the last one i’ll ever have unless i become a teacher…so i figured i could pick this up again.
the puppini sisters’ in the mood. they’re like a modern revival of the andrews sisters, i came across them in england last fall and this is my favorite track. it’s so smooth and lazy and i’m just a sucker for harmonies and a capella with snaps or claps, this one even has stomp sounding beats!
now go shake your shoulders and tap your feet.
whoops hahaha. tricked you. that is totally not the file i was going for. that’s um, the glenn miller orchestra’s in the mood. isn’t that funny how a song with the same title sounds so different? i posted this and tested it, realized my mistake and i’m too lazy to even go in and delete that part.
here is the real deal. i think.
interestingly enough, you can shake your shoulders and tap your feet to both of them. which one puts you more “in the mood”?
i don’t really know what i mean by that.
i know i know, it’s been a while. well, i’ve been busy. there’s only like 3 of you out there anyway. haha. not that i don’t care.
ok, several items of business.
1. have you heard mariah carey’s new song?! I LOVE IT. hahahahaha. come on, “i best not catch this flick on youtube (youtube)”? how can it not be awesome? ironically…here it is on youtube also, the line “i will hunt you down!” amazing.
2. i really want to watch romeo + juliet for some reason.
3. there is this amazing little gem of a movie out called The Pleasure of Your Company with jason biggs and isla fisher. i found it under the title “wedding daze” on sidereel or something. let me just tell you something. it is incredibly adorable and endearingly awkward. i watched it simultaneously with she’s the man, which i happen to think is actually pretty hilarious even though i am not an amanda bynes fan by any means.
4. have you seen step up 2: the streets? you should. it was just so incredibly entertaining. i love me the dancing movies. erica and i are starting a dance crew. you can only be in it if you are an outcast who is under the radar and have plenty of skillz no one recognizes. also, you have to have a nickname which the meaning is never explained. i am not sure what our crew is called yet. but i will let you know.
5. that brings me to the last item. i think this is the song that we should use when we walk down the streets as a crew in slow motion getting heading to a battle. because we are a crew, we will be settling everything with battles so i think this is appropriate. n.e.r.d.’s trasher.
think badass. breathe badass. dance badass.
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