I just discovered the band Pink Martini and I’m deeply in love. I’m not quite sure how to describe their sound, but it’s like jazz/pop/latin/blues music in three different languages. It’s very classy and low-key.
One song that I find particularly striking, however, is Oú est ma tête? (Where is my head?). It’s completely in French but it’s so romantic and beautiful and I really feel this song. Check it out below! (Google for the lyrics in English, they’re not as beautiful as the French but they’re still romantic).
Miracle of miracles, look what the night dragged in,
It’s a pocket full of misery and trouble on the wind.
You spoiled the best years of your life, you took them all in vain,
Now you think that you’re forgiven but you can’t be born again.
And you say, “Why?”, you say, “Why?”, you say, “Why?”, don’t ask me why.
I don’t love you anymore, I don’t think I ever did,
And if you ever had any kind of love for me, you kept it all so well hid.
Promises, sweet promises, you kept them from your mind
Like all the lost forgotten things you never seemed to find,
Like all the disappointments you displayed upon your shelf.
Now you’ve got no-one to turn to, you’ve got no-one but yourself
And you say, “Why?” (Why, why, why, why?), you say, “Why?” (Why, why, why, why?)
You say, “Why?” (Why, why, why, why?), don’t ask me why.
I bought a song for $1.29 and still had $1.04 from an old gift card. Was it absolutely necessary to bill my credit card $0.25? Could we have just waited until I bought another song and then billed it all together? That would have made more sense.
What a tragic and untimely death…I’m still stunned. Although we didn’t exactly grow up with your music, my generation still recognizes the profound and lasting impact that you had on music. You will be missed.
It was so weird when I found out that you were in the hospital. I read it on TMZ while I was getting ready to go see Kathy Griffin last night, and then I kept trying to get updates on my iPhone in the car on the way to the show. You brought down the entire internet, sir. TMZ, CNN, Twitter, and the AP (just to name a few) were all frozen in time for a while, and when they were finally back online and confirming what had transpired, the feeling was unreal. Rest in peace.
As somebody whose life has been touched by cancer, it has been especially hard for me to watch your battle with cancer unfold. I’m glad that you are in a better place now and out of your misery.
Last night, I had my first stage manager dream/nightmare about Music Man. It wasn’t that bad, but I want to chronicle it so that I can look back later and laugh.
First of all, every single set piece was made of cardboard. Including a staircase. No, I’m not taking about a reinforced wooden frame that was covered in cardboard. I’m talking about a bunch of boxes that were duct-taped together and called set pieces. Besides being a huge safety hazard, it was impossible to move them because they were so flimsy and they kept turning inside-out.
Second, the venue was FREAKY. It was the DLC theater inisde the Mount View cafeteria that was inside the Mayfield building (and my old band teacher was there). But to be honest I would prefer this because we actually had wingspace and a backstage and real lighting and monitor speakers and BLACK CURTAINS and a black stage floor and I didn’t have to drive across the county to go to rehearsal.
Third, the assistant director (tboll) went wackadoo. I had no idea what she was doing or saying.
Fourth, Briana was in the show and had to make out with the little middle school kid who is playing Harold.
Fifth, somebody decided to pull out the second act of The Music Man and replace it with the second act of The Wiz. It was an interesting interpolation…patriotic Winkies dancing around with new band instruments.
And sixth, I was dressed hideously. I was wearing an olive/green t-shirt under a bright pink vest. I think that was the worst part of the dream.
Upon the conclusion of every year, I find it integral to reflect upon the events that have transpired over the past 366 days (leap year!). I have chosen to remember 2008 based upon the cultural facets that it defined for itself. I announced the categories nominees for my 2008 in review awards yesterday, and today I am proud to present the winners.
Well folks, it’s that time of year again. I’m proud to present the nominees for my fifth annual (200720062005 [2004 is lost forever]) year-in-review post. This post is a retrospect of the aspects of pop culture that I feel most heavily defined 2008 and it covers everything from technology to entertainment.
