my three songs

It must say something about how badly I need this weekend to start that I can’t get any of these songs out of my head…

Har Mar Superstar – Tall Boy (Crack it open with me)

LMFAO – Shots (I still blame you for this, Willis)

Electric Six – Improper Dance (now with bonus Techno Viking!)

one thing leads to another: part one

Jenni’s post does a better job of summing up this past Labour Day’s camping weekend that I possibly could.  There was looking, and card playing, and conversation on topics from the inane to the inappropriate.  Somewhere in between the subject of hick-hop came up.  I still don’t know what it is, really, and I wondered aloud if it was related to Nerdcore.

Which reminded me, that I’d recently acquired a new MC Frontalot album, but not worked it into my rotation yet.

In unrelated news, as some of you may be aware, my boyfriend is a Nerd (both capital, and lowercase n). And he’s currently in a place where bandwidth doesn’t really support the playing of more shall we say “graphically-blessed” games.  So he’s reverted in game technology about 15 years or so and is rocking the MUDs.

So, back to MC Front. I finally give Final Boss a listen, and found my new favourite song pretty early on…

The song calls out Zork, The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, -and- Leather Goddesses of Phobos1. In the video, he duels with Steve Meretzky! This thing could singlehandedly resurrect Infocom.  How could a girl who grew up with an IBM PCjr not love it?

Now… if only I could find my old Wishbringer stone…

1I have to admit, I’m pretty sure that playing this game circa age 11 warped me in ways that are probably pretty self evident, today.

you can’t have my bass!

I can’t really put my finger on what it so funny about Literal Music Videos. I think a good part of it is that they usually seem to parody 80s music, and the thing that makes 80s music so awesome is that it is, in and of itself, so hilariously bad.

Anyways, if you’ve been on these here internets for any time at all, then I’m sure that you’ve seen at least one of Dusto McNeato’s seminal works in this genre.  What I didn’t realize is that others have followed his example and continued to blaze the path.

I have to admit being initially conflicted about this video. Seperate Ways is, of course, the superior Journey single. And its video does leave a lot to be spoofed. But the spoofer in this case? Cannot sing. And definitely cannot sing like Steve Perry (no one can really) so it hurts a little — until you start singing along (I dare you to try not to) and get caught up in the funny… of which there is much.

So, consider yourself forewarned when you experience the following:

it could be worse

I could be having as bad of a week as this guy.

It’s been a long time since I’ve watched a music video that scared me.

Music video Mondays are likely to remain a rare breed going forward, as HedoCorp has seen fit to block the youtubes, and so my prime blog-researching time must now be spent… working.

hello kitty, hello world.

Happy Easter Monday Internets!

I’m not really going to bother trying to capture how much fun this weekend was in words, but I will just say that I need to have spontaneous bonfire parties more often.

The crud that I was fighting last week has completely thrown off my workout/eating right schedule. I haven’t been to the gym since Friday 3rd, and I’m feeling like crap for it. I plan on fixing that this evening, hopefully I haven’t backtracked too much strength-wise.

Garden-wise, my string of bad luck with small engines seems to have ended (this might have something to do with me understanding what a “choke” is for), and I managed to get both Nerd 2’s chainsaw and Mantis tiller running with a minimum of fuss on Saturday, so a lot of wood got cut up (helpful for the afore-mentioned bonfire), and I’m set to till my major garden plots this coming weekend — my topsoil was still too wet for safe tilling on Saturday.

Finally, a slight break from format, since this isn’t really a music video. But it is awesome and mind-twisting and silly and wrong all at once, so I know you’ll love it (or be horrified, either way, I’ve done my job).

It takes until around 1:30 to really get going…

totally worth it

It’s possible that going to see a 3-act 9pm show on a Tuesday when I’m sick is the dumbest thing I’ve done all year. But I don’t regret it a bit.

I think it was sometime around the chorus of Showtime (see below), when I was one row of bodies away from the stage and singing along like a maniac who hasn’t been fighting laryngitis all week that I realized that Electric Six maybe is my favourite band that is touring right now.

It didn’t hurt at all that Dick Valentine was mostly sober for the whole show either.

(and put a little mustard on it)

it’s monday!

You know what that means? It’s time for a surprisingly awesome music video!

My first instinct for this week was to post Limahl’s video for The Neverending Story. The music is 80’s at its worst(best?) the hair is improbable, and dude didn’t even shave the day of the shoot. It also would have made certain readers of this blog squee…because hey…Neverending Story.

But, as I went to listen to it again, I realized that perhaps Limahl’s days as king of the fantasy-movie-pop-video hill are numbered. A new challenger has been floating around the internet the past couple of months or so (and, apparently embedding itself in my brain).

When I first encountered this video, it was being mocked, and rightly so, because it is terrible. Imagine if Gob, the magician dude from Arrested Development watched The Princess Bride too many times, and then somehow managed to embezzle enough money to put together a music video. And he teamed up with Limahl and Wolfgang Peterson to do it. And maybe Uwe Boll helped.

For some reason though, it grows on me with every viewing. Is it the music? The wind effects when he’s in “singer mode”? The unfortunate facial hair when he’s not? The sweeping vistas are probably straight out of iStockVideography? The attempt to recreate almost every cliche in the fantasy genre? Why don’t you decide?

Ladies and Gents, I give you Chris Dane Owen’s SHINE ON ME (caps are not mine).

Apparently this is the first of a trilogy. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

and no, i haven’t forgotten

Here’s round two of Surprisingly Awesome Music Video Mondays:

Last week’s entry truly was surprising in its awesomeness (I have a limited amount of patience for the “twee-ness” – for lack of a better word – of bands like The Bird and the Bee, and that “sexy girl looks sexier when she stares at the camera in an emotionless fashion while she performs” thing doesn’t work so well on me).

This week, on the other hand features a band: Muse, and a track: Knights of Cydonia which is much more up my general musical alley. I guess the surprise here comes from the fact that for a fairly emo band (Thoughts of a Dying Atheist, anyone?) they are liked by a bunch of my friends who are pretty much the opposite of emo. The awesome here comes from the combination of cowboys, lasers, mustaches, robots, kung fu, Mars, and wicked guitar riffs that really can only add up to one of the greatest videos of all time.

It almost makes up for the Guitar Hero related neuroses that the song brings out in me — Damn you Galloping Triplets! DAMN YOU TO HELL.

suprisingly awesome music video monday

The first in a series of at least two (since right now, I can only think of one other one to post).

I can’t remember which blog it was that originally pointed me at this video, “Love Letter to Japan” by The Bird and the Bee, but the description mentioned something along the lines of “DDR love affair” and I was intrigued enough to watch it (and was glad that I did).  I promptly forgot about for a week or so, until I heard this song playing at Jen’s birthday party, and was reminded about how much this video (and now the song) made me smile.

So, here you go:

and another jaffa cake

Here is an insidious little calculator that will tell you how many calories you drank last night. It’s not a new concept obviously, but this one is cute about how it dramatizes everything and then relates your total to, among other things, the number of jaffa cakes you could have eaten instead. I love jaffa cakes mainly because they are a foreign concept even to my Canadian (and therefore more attuned to the ways of the world that Americans) mind.

So, on a whim a few months ago, I decided to take Ticketmaster up on their offer to rape me for a pair of tickets to see the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. I figured the show would probably be fun simply for the fact that it’s hair metal about Christmas, and if Nerd 2 wasn’t interested, I could always sell the tickets on Craigslist or Stubhub. Well, Nerd 2 was interested and the show was last night, and I didn’t regret it a bit.

The first half of the show was sort of what I expected from them, a cheesy xmas story interspersed with Christmas carols made awesome. I have to admit, the story was a little cheesier than I had hoped, and the band members seemed to be phoning it in a little, but by the time the story wrapped up and the little lost girl found her way home and the old hobo dude swore that it was all really true (something to do with angels not leaving tracks in the snow), I felt I had got what I paid for (after all, it had snowed inside the Xcel Center. And there were lasers).

But then, the music stopped for a while so that the band and the singers could be introduced. And then the real show started — the lasers were augmented with fireworks and flame blasts hot enough to heat you up from across the arena. The two main guitarists dueled it out on a flying stage in the center of the room. The huge robotic light rig moved and aimed its lasers like something out of Macross Plus. There was heavy metal O Fortuna with real flames in the background, and I want to believe that they added a rendition of the Peanuts theme just to play to the hometown crowd. Plus, it turned out that the lead violinist is one of Nerd 2’s heroes.

So yeah, there is something about cheesy hair metal and explosions that totally gets me into the Christmas spirit. Maybe I’ll put a tree — if I can figure out how to add flamethrowers to it.