Frodo form 6 25 2005
Ramblings and short comings.
Jessica Simpson’s “the boots are made for walking” is out and now and is seeing decent rotation on MTV hits.
The song is a production disaster. She really can’t coo and she fails to sell a lot of the song.
Also the chorus is beyond miserable. You can’t ask for shout outs or yee hah’s when you are at a 3 when we need you at a 7.
Willie Nelson should be spinning in his grave
*being tapped on the shoulder. Wait, he’s not dead. That’s actually him in the video. My apologies to the redhead genius.*
Anyway, the video is pretty hot. Or at least Jessica looks good. She, and I can’t stress this enough, can NOT pull of sexy. Her sister can, and so can Amerie and Shakira. Jessica’s sexuality stems solely from her looks and she’s so attractive you overlook her cold fish demeanor. I mean Jessica seems like a girl you would stare at all day, but would only stay in the missionary. Her sister gives the aura of “I’ll fuck you in the bathroom.” That’s sexy.
On a side note. There was an old show on VH1 where they got a bunch of 30 something’s together and had them judge what is sexy in videos. The only one video women thought was sexy was Faith Hill’s Breath, where Faith is in a semi-backless silver gown. Very elegant, very classic. The men agreed but on the shows scale of 1-100 1 being masturbation with a chastity belt and 100 being jailbait escaped convict sex, this was the only video the women put above 50. When they showed the Fiona’s criminal video, the males were near 90, the women near 10.
Batman Begins: A minor masterpiece. Some stuff about it bothers me in retrospect, and I think it might not be as good the second time around. But the story telling is absolutely fantastic. From the repeated lines/mottos to the control of time via flashbacks and jumps is quite frankly as impressive an accomplishment for Nolan as Memento was. It’s not as inherently mind blowing or revolutionary, but the fact that he is able to start with an old Bruce Wayne and then weave in the origin story without making it seem like exposition is a tremendous accomplishment. The fact that we don’t see the actual Bat Suit until about 100 minutes in is something special. The old record was Superman which took 70 minutes till we saw the tights and cape, and while Donner made it great, it isn’t nearly as enthralling of start as Batman Begins.
The storytelling in this film is some of the best I have seen in a while, maybe since American Beauty.
One of these days I am going to do a journal of MTV’s video channels (2, Hits, Jams, VH1 classic, VH1 Soul, and the originals) for 8 to 10 hours straight and put in on here. Here’s a little taste.
My Chemical Romance: Helena. While I have watched the opening of the I’m ok video where they riff on the 80’s Hughes films and use the return of the Jedi font at least 30 times, it sucks after that.
Helena is an awful experience. It’s pretty much what would happen if the goth kids and dweebs ever got to put on a show for the school like “Bill and Ted’s excellent adventure.” Can you fathom what it would be like if the goth kids and drama students were to force you to watch a production of their creation. Miserable.
If the lead singer of the group ever stumbles upon this:
Dude, stop the whispering as singing.
Singles of the year thus far:
Beck – E –pro. This is what mainstream would have been if Britney Spears and the Backstreet boys died in 99. One can dream.
Bloc Party – Banquet. This is probably going to be the song of the year. Just genius. The songwriting follows a formula to a point, but it doesn’t go all the way. It reminds me of John Lennon post Beatles and Talking Heads, where you think they are going to do something normal or formulaic, but instead challenge the song.
For Lennon, listen to Watching the Wheels or Instant Karma. He is able to trick you into thinking the chorus is coming earlier, but it doesn’t.
For the heads, listen to once in a lifetime. I’ve always loved the chorus because they drop the word “ground” and "head" at the end of the line instead of bringing it up, and they go right into the next line.
Banquet has multi-layered harmonies. They build to big drama, but the outcome is not predictable. The delivery is peppered with nuance and local accents.
It’s one of those songs that reinvigorates my view on rock, yet serves as a reminder that American rockers outside of the south or south Jersey tend to never try these things, and why they tend to suck. (Not Secret Machines, though, I just lump them in with the southerners because they played Bonaroo)
And, I’m up in 3 hours.
David
Jessica Simpson’s “the boots are made for walking” is out and now and is seeing decent rotation on MTV hits.
The song is a production disaster. She really can’t coo and she fails to sell a lot of the song.
Also the chorus is beyond miserable. You can’t ask for shout outs or yee hah’s when you are at a 3 when we need you at a 7.
Willie Nelson should be spinning in his grave
*being tapped on the shoulder. Wait, he’s not dead. That’s actually him in the video. My apologies to the redhead genius.*
Anyway, the video is pretty hot. Or at least Jessica looks good. She, and I can’t stress this enough, can NOT pull of sexy. Her sister can, and so can Amerie and Shakira. Jessica’s sexuality stems solely from her looks and she’s so attractive you overlook her cold fish demeanor. I mean Jessica seems like a girl you would stare at all day, but would only stay in the missionary. Her sister gives the aura of “I’ll fuck you in the bathroom.” That’s sexy.
On a side note. There was an old show on VH1 where they got a bunch of 30 something’s together and had them judge what is sexy in videos. The only one video women thought was sexy was Faith Hill’s Breath, where Faith is in a semi-backless silver gown. Very elegant, very classic. The men agreed but on the shows scale of 1-100 1 being masturbation with a chastity belt and 100 being jailbait escaped convict sex, this was the only video the women put above 50. When they showed the Fiona’s criminal video, the males were near 90, the women near 10.
Batman Begins: A minor masterpiece. Some stuff about it bothers me in retrospect, and I think it might not be as good the second time around. But the story telling is absolutely fantastic. From the repeated lines/mottos to the control of time via flashbacks and jumps is quite frankly as impressive an accomplishment for Nolan as Memento was. It’s not as inherently mind blowing or revolutionary, but the fact that he is able to start with an old Bruce Wayne and then weave in the origin story without making it seem like exposition is a tremendous accomplishment. The fact that we don’t see the actual Bat Suit until about 100 minutes in is something special. The old record was Superman which took 70 minutes till we saw the tights and cape, and while Donner made it great, it isn’t nearly as enthralling of start as Batman Begins.
The storytelling in this film is some of the best I have seen in a while, maybe since American Beauty.
One of these days I am going to do a journal of MTV’s video channels (2, Hits, Jams, VH1 classic, VH1 Soul, and the originals) for 8 to 10 hours straight and put in on here. Here’s a little taste.
My Chemical Romance: Helena. While I have watched the opening of the I’m ok video where they riff on the 80’s Hughes films and use the return of the Jedi font at least 30 times, it sucks after that.
Helena is an awful experience. It’s pretty much what would happen if the goth kids and dweebs ever got to put on a show for the school like “Bill and Ted’s excellent adventure.” Can you fathom what it would be like if the goth kids and drama students were to force you to watch a production of their creation. Miserable.
If the lead singer of the group ever stumbles upon this:
Dude, stop the whispering as singing.
Singles of the year thus far:
Beck – E –pro. This is what mainstream would have been if Britney Spears and the Backstreet boys died in 99. One can dream.
Bloc Party – Banquet. This is probably going to be the song of the year. Just genius. The songwriting follows a formula to a point, but it doesn’t go all the way. It reminds me of John Lennon post Beatles and Talking Heads, where you think they are going to do something normal or formulaic, but instead challenge the song.
For Lennon, listen to Watching the Wheels or Instant Karma. He is able to trick you into thinking the chorus is coming earlier, but it doesn’t.
For the heads, listen to once in a lifetime. I’ve always loved the chorus because they drop the word “ground” and "head" at the end of the line instead of bringing it up, and they go right into the next line.
Banquet has multi-layered harmonies. They build to big drama, but the outcome is not predictable. The delivery is peppered with nuance and local accents.
It’s one of those songs that reinvigorates my view on rock, yet serves as a reminder that American rockers outside of the south or south Jersey tend to never try these things, and why they tend to suck. (Not Secret Machines, though, I just lump them in with the southerners because they played Bonaroo)
And, I’m up in 3 hours.
David
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