Oh, you don’t? I thought she was… and he was… oh, never mind.
What if I had a blog back in 1999? Might I have written a post like this?
Just when I thought March of ’98 couldn’t be far enough behind me, another shitty, catchy, cash grab, ego trip of a song (?) has appeared on the airwaves, like an audio boil on FM’s backside. The prior culprit: Jimmy Ray’s Are You Jimmy Ray? This January’s cold sore with a backbeat: Eminem’s My Name Is. See which one is more cloying and annoying:
Did we really need another self-referencing pop tune? Is this Eminem guy spoofing Jimmy Ray or ripping him off? Luckily, the Jimmy Ray hype machine didn’t last long, so here’s to an expedient Eminem melt-in-the-hand send off.
(SIDENOTE: In reality, I still don’t like My Name Is much… Guilty Conscience was the song that changed my mind about Mr. Marshall Mathers. Conversely, I really liked Fred Durst starting with his Faith remake and then Nookie. Funny how things work out, eh?)
These monkeyFLASHmonkeyBACK entries are examples of posts I might have written in the past had there been any technology other than corded remote controls, microfiche, and record players available. This one is about a Billy Joel song I’ve only recently heard for the first time that deals with the topic of phone sex, a.k.a. not mastering your domain.
I also need add the fact that I was a good Catholic kid. As proof of my
lunacy reverence, I remember listening to Beck’s Odelay! on my Walkman for the first time, and literally throwing the headphones off because I thought it was devil music.
It’s not like my parents were super-religious or anything either… although I do remember my dad not being too happy with Olivia Newton-John’s Physical and Huey Lewis and the News’ I Want a New Drug. But that was just a father looking out for his kid. It’s not like any parents let their offspring listen to artists like Nicki Minaj or Flo Rida these days…
I’m a huge fan of Billy Joel. I grew up listening to An Innocent Man on LP, and his greatest hits collection on cassette. Can you imagine my surprise when I heard a new old song by him playing overhead at Kmart? I figured out it’s called Sometimes a Fantasy, and it goes a bit something like this:
While at Kmart, I looked through all the cassettes trying to find which album it was on. I finally figured out it was on Glass Houses which came out in 1980. That’s the record You May Be Right, Don’t Ask Me Why, and It’s Still Rock and Roll to Me were all on. I asked my mom if I could get it, but she said I already had enough of those songs on the greatest hits collection. It would be like throwing money away. I begged and begged, and finally she let me get it.
As soon as I got home, I ripped open the plastic, cracked open the cassette, and popped the tape in my boombox. I was going to fast forward past You May Be Right, but I waited through it. I listened to it once, then rewound it to get the lyrics. I paused it after every line so I could write it down. And you know what it was about?
Using your imagination! I play by myself all the time using my imagination, and now my favorite musician has sung a song about it! What a great day! May 13, 2002 will live on in history!
Normally these are posts that would have taken place in the past if I had a blog, but this post is as much about now as it is about then.
Who hasn’t seen The Karate Kid, Part III? Well, my guess is probably a lot of you, taking into consideration you might think it’s an upcoming sequel to the Jaden Smith flick, and it’s being filmed simultaneously as The Karate Kid, Part II, just like how they did
Back to the Future The Matrix Reloaded and Revolutions The Lord of the Rings Trilogy The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Parts 1 & 2.
Anyiamthemanwhowillfightforyourhonor, here’s the poster with its awesome slogan:
First it was teacher to student.
Then it was father to son.
Now it’s man to man.
So a lot of the 1989 classic (that’s right… I said classic) centers around Mr. Miyagi’s bonsai tree shop wishes, and ever since then, I’ve sorta wanted one.
But I forgot that.
Until I got a pop-up ad reminding me.
But could I do it? Could I actually care for one?! They’re not the easiest (or cheapest) plants to raise. I don’t think I’m cut out for it (no pun intended). Or am I? Sorry, but this post has rattled free my insecurity about many life matters. I have to go now…
This is a weird situation for me. I consider myself fairly savvy about 80’s pop culture. I can pull nuggets of recollections (drunken or otherwise) that would put search engines to shame.
For instance, after all these years, how can I still remember the theme song to a show that ran 28 years ago for thirteen episodes:
Equally as strange as knowing the lyrics to Pole Position is knowing (most) of the words to Punky Brewster’s cartoon theme:
But this is where I dropped the ball. I saw some write-up about 80’s cartoons, and the show Turbo Teen was mentioned. I DON’T REMEMBER TURBO TEEN. That is until I saw this:
*hangs head in shame*
SIDENOTE: If you type Turbo Teen in Google, you get no results.
Because it sounds dirty.
This is a post that I might have written back in 2006 is I had a blog. Man, I’d be worth thousands if I had a blog back then…
I haven’t heard this song in quite a long time, and I knew so little about it, I always thought it was by Chicago. I also considered it a love song about a special “one-in-a-million” girl since I heard it originally back in 1983.
The song in question – The Tubes’ She’s a Beauty:
But just like how my reality was shattered in high school when I realized two things that took me way too long to figure out:
- There’s no way gum can stick to your ribs if you swallow it!
- When Mommy was caught kissing Santa Claus, that was Daddy dressed as Santa Claus!
I just realized this song is about strippers! Or at least a girl in a peep show. Two key lyrics I didn’t catch until now:
She’s right here behind the glass/
And you’re gonna like her ’cause she’s got class.
She’ll give you every penny’s worth/
But it will cost you a dollar first.
WEIRD THINGS ABOUT THE VIDEO
I finally caught this movie on Netflix and my mind is blown. How could I have never seen any of it ever before! Released in 1984, only a couple of months after Ghostbusters, this future cult favorite was a flop. Apparently, the final film was a conglomeration of many false starts. Writer Earl Mac Rauch had begun scripting so many adventures for Buckeroo Banzai, but he never finished any until he merged them into this one. That’s why it feels like such a rich universe. Or should I say, rich dimension…