A Handful Of… Songs That Have Made Me, Um, Cry

This idea occurred to me after seeing whatever commercial uses Gene Wilder singing Pure Imagination from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.  (To be fair, I’m pretty sure it’s for a certain telecommunication company, but since my cell phone can’t hold a call, my memory can’t hold a sponsor.)

Anygobstopper, here’s the original scene from the movie to move you:

What a haunting melody… man, was that movie dark or what?

Another classic that chokes me up fairly consistently: Harry Chapin’s Cat’s in the Cradle.

Damn, just looking these up is killing me.  Curse you Five for Fighting, and your 100 Years.

The next two are definitely more personal than the above, but no less inherently tear-jerky (well, perhaps one is more so than the other): Mike + The Mechanics’ The Living Years and Joe Jackson’s Steppin’ Out.

And finally Sarah McLachlan’s Angel gets a mention because of the ASPCA TV ads, not for City of Angels.

Wow.  This post wasn’t funny at all.  Let me remedy that with an anecdote I heard about Arnold Schwarzenegger today:

While golfing, the Governator asked an opponent, “When was you last blowjob?”  The guy responds with a laugh, “A couple nights ago, I guess.”  Then while the guy’s taking his swing, Arnie adds in the Terminator’s voice, “How did it taste?”   Needless to say, the guy choked (pun!)…

Finis.

(anecdote via Dakota and here)

The Sh– To Just Sh–ty… Unfortunately, LOST

I need to invent a version of this called "Draw Your Own Conclusions - LOST Edition"...

I wanted to love it.  I really did.

But ever since the “origin story” of Jacob and the Man In Black in the episode titled, Across the Sea (from a whole two weeks ago), I started having my doubts.  Blame it on seeing The Man Behind the Curtain.  Blame it on seeing bad-ass Darth Vader getting called Annie by a fish-rabbit.  But witnessing the beginnings of the enigmatic answer-holders toThe Island made us all realize they held no answers – only more questions.

Last week’s episode – What They Died For – continued illuminating Desmond’s path of getting the other passengers of Oceanic 815 to remember where they’d been, and it gave me hope again about the show’s finale.

So what went wrong, in my opinion?  Oddly, I’d say over-explanation.

That’s when you say, What?!  But they didn’t explain anything!

And that’s when I’d say, let me explain:

THE OVER-EXPLANATION

Jacob and the Man In Black were simply better as ageless entities.  They’ve been referred to as Yin and Yang; Right and Wrong; God and Satan; Alpha and Omega; Coke and Pepsi.  And they were much better for the mystery of it.  The second they became brothers manipulated by another who-the-hell-is-this, I understood the reason for the setup was to explain the Candidates. But they still could have remained ageless entities, searching throughout all of human civilization (from Atlantis to the Egyptians to Dharmaville) for their replacements.

INDIANA JONES AND THE EXPLANATION OF LOST

Remember how everybody loves  Raiders of the Lost Ark and everybody hates Kingdom of the Crystal Skull?  Let’s use the good and the bad to explain the ugly that was The End.

As the finale progressed, and each of our star-crossed survivors found each other again, I’ll admit that I was eating it up.  Although what ultimately happened didn’t mesh with what I hoped would happen,  that’s still not the only reason the ending didn’t make me completely happy.

So let’s turn LOST into ROTLA to examine the reason why.  For the entire movie, Indiana Jones has been fighting Nazis and greedy archaeologists to find the LOST Ark first.  This man of science and history has been turned into a man of faith, à la Jack Shephard.

But whereas in ROTLA, Indy’s true faith was tested, I fear Jack’s was not (at least not as effectively, because WHAT THE FUCK WAS THE ISLAND, THE LIGHT, AND THAT POOL?!).  And what happened after that would have been like Indy dying and going to purgatory/limbo/Mu/”the waiting place” to finally be happy with Marion Ravenwood (which I would have probably preferred over KOTCS).

It’s not a Snickers bar.  It’s hardly satisfying.  And it renders everything that happened on The Island and in the Sideways Reality pointless.  If this was a Nirvana they subconsciously created, why would they have invited murder, deception, and new kids like David, to exist?

Which brings me back to Jack and the Beanstalk, I mean, Fountain.  I couldn’t believe that even a part of me was hoping an alien or an ancient being would appear like the creatures in KOTCS to shed some insight into it all.  But no.  Not a thing.

I have to live with the stupid, frozen, Island-moving, donkey wheel being relegated to an idea Man In Black devised.

I have to live with the fact that Charles Widmore was nothing more than anybody else.

I have to live with the notion that Kate, Sawyer, Claire, Miles, Richard, and Frank were the only ones that escaped the Island… maybe.

WHAT MY HOPE EVOLVED INTO AS THE SHOW NEARED ITS END

I started hoping that the Sideways Story was an alternate reality created by the nuclear bomb detonation (hence Juliet’s claim, “It worked.”)

I started thinking that Desmond’s true purpose was to help guide all the survivors’ consciousnesses to this reality from the original reality so they could live happily ever after.

I started wondering if Miles would somehow not end up on the Ajira plane, allowing only Frank and Richard to make their escape since they were not shown in the Sideways Story, and the Island would have been destroyed, taking everyone else in the process.

But instead, all I got was an ending that was simply a Sideways Version of the South Park episode, Dead Celebrities:

The Final Church Scene from LOST

JusWondering… Who Needs More Help With Their Local Logos?

Although this tourism commercial for the state of Ohio was not as hastily made as these ads for Cleveland, it still feels like a video I’d make to try to get people to come over my house.

Hey everybody, I have a big screen TV!  It’s 50 inches, but it’s rear projection and not widescreen, but it lights up my living room in the night!

I have a Nintendo Wii, an XBox 360, and a Playstation 3, as well!  Except, I don’t have any batteries for my WiiMotes, my 360 isn’t hooked up to XBox Live, and I only have one controller for my PS3!

But I do have Pizza Rolls in my freezer, as well as a bottle of Southern Comfort!  Also, there are six cans of Miller Lite in my fridge, but you’ll have to turn on the kitchen light because the bulb in the fridge has been burnt out for years!

Come to my house!

Besides those commercials, they run terrible radio ads I haven’t been able to find.  So instead, howzabout a couple of local Michigan companies that could have taken another pass at designing their company logos:

And if you're for the opposing team, F U!

And if this doesn’t make you raise your rooftop, I don’t know what will:

"Garages Gone Wild"

So, Duh! Pop Quiz… Name That Toy!

I don't know what this robot does exactly, but I want it.

When I was in grade school, I loved two things: close-up image puzzles and toys…

…I guess some things never change.

Your mission in this So, Duh! Pop Quiz is to figure out the following toys based on the zoom-ins.  As if you couldn’t have figured that out.

1)

2)

3)

4)

5)

6)

7)

(Answers after the jump) Read More

Hibbidy-Wah?! Foreign Pop Culture Is Foreign To Me

I consider myself to be quite the pop culture pundit.  American pop culture, that is.  I’d go as far as to say we as a nation created it, although that may not be entirely true.

Imagine my Hibbidy-Wah?! reaction when my co-worker pal Dave found this YouTube video of an Italian pop star that has over 10 million hits!  (I’m sure the view count has little to do with the song.)

Her full name is Sabrina Salerno and this song came out in 1987.  It hit the Top 5 in most European countries (of course), but as far as I could find, it never made its way here.  Let it be known that as of 2009, she was still releasing new music.

SIDENOTE: Are we sure the song isn’t really called, Buoys?

This leads me to a recent discovery of my own, and a reluctant admission.

— I enjoy watching crappy movies that are on Comcast’s OnDemand. —

There.  I said it.  It feels… like no big deal if I don’t list the turds I’ve subjected myself to, such as Toxic Avenger 1 & 2, Cherry 2000, Happy Birthday to Me, G.O.R.P., and most recently, Hot Bubblegum.

I miss clam shells...

What I thought was a foreign ripoff of Porky’s was actually the third film in series that inspired the American (and in Porky’s case – Canadian) sex romps.

The nine film series (what is this… American Pie?!) started with 1978’s Lemon Popsicle.  Here’s the preview:

To anyone up on their early 80’s filmography that might have looked familiar:

The Last American Virgin was directed by Boaz Davidson… the same guy that directed the first four Lemon Popsicle films!  (Think of it as precursor to our recent slew of American remakes of foreign films.)

I guess other than these revelations, I don’t have much else to say.  Other than this…

— They should remake Cherry 2000 with Megan Fox in Melanie Griffith’s role! —

I'm quite serious.

Coinkydink Or Coinkydonk? Meet Spongebob Drescher And Fran Squarepants

My brother caught this one and brought it to my attention…

Fran Drescher and Spongebob Squarepants share the same (or at least similar) annoying laugh.  If the proof is in the pudding, hopefully you enjoy marble and lemon meringue on your tongue.

THE MARBLE PUDDING (a chocolate and vanilla remix of a video I posted elsewhere…)!

THE LEMON MERINGUE PUDDING (because I like neither that flavor nor Mr. S.S…)!

BONUS PUDDING!

BONUS FOOD FOR THOUGHT THAT’S NOT PUDDING!

Bill Murray played Peter Venkman and Garfield on film; Lorenzo Music played Peter Venkman and Garfield on TV.

Via Wikipedia:

Since Lorenzo Music’s death, Frank Welker has often replaced him as the voice of Garfield the Cat in recent productions of the Garfield franchise… Frank Welker also provided the voice of Ray Stanz on The Real Ghostbusters, and Music… was replaced by Dave Coulier when Bill Murray complained to the studio that his character (Peter Venkman) sounded too much like Garfield.

In My Brain While Sleeping… There’s An App For That?

I only give high-fives for Taco Bell...

 

This dream originally dealt with a weird cruise ship and a strange arcade, but it was odd in those ways you can’t explain. 

What I can explain was one stand-up arcade game that projected images on the touch screen that were to be emulated by using your hands, palms, and fingers.  Think Twister meets Flamin’ Finger

Regardless, the game would be much better suited on something portable, à la iPhone

("fingerpalm - what else were we going to call it" not available for Palm OS)

So for example, the above image would require the side of your right hand and one finger touch.  Possible?  No.  Fun?  Possibly. 

But if I could have my druthers, I’d rather have an app that could locate the closest Taco Bell to me at any given point. 

Taco Bell high-five!

If not that, then an app that played a pissing sound while I looked up answers to cheat at bar trivia… Don’t look at me like that!  Gift certificates that can be redeemed at a later date are on the line!

Musical Musings… What’s The Deal With The Music Circa 93-95?

The other day, BoDeans’ Closer to Free sneaked its way back onto my radio from 1993, and it refueled my loathing of it.  Why do I despise it?  Although it was the theme to Party of Five (and apparently in Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron), that’s not why I can’t stand it.  Just listen to it:

Ugh.

But then all of the sudden, a few other songs popped in my head that had long ago wore out their welcome (or never had a welcome in the first place), and that’s when I realized the title of this post (in the style of Seinfeld):

What’s the deal with some of the music that came out between 1993 and 1995?

Need examples? How about this 1993 song that’s actually from 1988.  It’s probably what started this sound scene…

Although I can still enjoy The Proclaimers’ I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) from time to rare time, I can no longer even tolerate The Rembrandts’ I’ll Be There For You.  Did you know it was written by the creators of Friends and shopped around?  OMG!  It was written by the creators of Friends and shopped around.

And then there was Blues Traveler’s Run-Around everywhere you turned (their Hook gets a pass – its video is quite the time capsule merely for containing the late host of Remote Control, Ken Ober):

Make it stop, you say.  I say here’s Spin Doctor’s Two Princes:

And howzabout Deadeye Dick’s New Age Girl:

Okay, that song I still like, and it has nothing to do with the song being in Dumb and Dumber.  (To be honest, I’m not a fan of The Farrelly Brothers.)  But this song has to be considered the death knell of the movement.  The nail in the coffin.  The Roll to Me by Del Amitri.  Seriously, this song sucks:

It’s all of this music’s fault that we still have to deal with these guys:

Hey, Dave Matthews Band!  What Would You Say if I said jam bands suck?

Awful Battle… Awesome Idea, Awful Execution

Is this an ad for a high-powered compact blender, or for swinging?  (It is called the Magic Bullet after all…)

Remember BluBlockers?  The marketers behind the HD Vision Wrap Arounds hope you don’t.

This I really want to be true.  I mean, if I did cook, I would cook with the NuWave Oven.

Does the Slim Clip really need an infomercial?

You probably have already witnessed this monstrosity of an ad for the Better Marriage Blanket, so here it is again!