Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

She is obviously ignorant of the classics

Hannah is an incredibly smart kid but sometimes I think she takes herself a little too seriously.

Exhibit A:

Me (singing): Walk like an Egyptian...

Hannah: How does an Egyptian walk?

Me: (demonstrating the popular arm and head motions)

Hannah: I seriously doubt that is how Egyptians walk.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Angry mix - Part 2

As written about earlier this week Jen made me a second "angry mix" for when I need to vent my frustrations. She always creates a perfect combination of country, pop, and totally random stuff I would never listen to but thoroughly enjoy. She has the formula for my listening tastes down perfectly. Here is the track list for this latest mix.

F--- You / Lily Allen
The Bitch is Back / Elton John
You're No Rock 'N Roll Fun / Sleater-Kinney
S.O.B. / The Horrorpops
Kerosene / Miranda Lambert
Blame It On Me / Unwritten Law
Wish Me Well (You Can Go to Hell) / The Bouncing Souls
Becky / Be Your Own Pet
Pardon My Freedom / !!!
You Think You're a Man / Full Frontal
F--- Me Pumps / Amy Winehouse
Rumours / Lindsay Lohan
Paranoid / Jonas Brothers
Hate You / Reel Big Fish
I Can Do Better / Avril Lavigne
My Give a Damns Busted / JoDee Messina
It's a Fact / The Vandals
Hit Me With Your Best Shot / Pat Benatar
Goodbye Earl / The Dixie Chicks
You Don't Own Me / The Runaways
Take This Job and Shove It / Hank Williams Jr.

And you know it's a good mix when my husband, who I always accuse of listening to "angry rock" says "Hey! There are some really good songs on here!"

Thanks again Jen! I love it. Keep the anger coming!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

My own personal DJ

My former receptionist Jennifer made me a fantastic "angry mix" CD awhile back when I was really frustrated at work. In March I challenged her to come up with another one. It has taken a little while but it is now August and she has come up with another ideal mix for me. Only she can take my anger and mix it with a little country, a little pop, and a little "who the hell is this?" and turn it into my new anthem. She's going to send me the complete list of song titles and artists soon and I will publish it as soon as she does.

Thanks Jen! It was well worth the wait!!!!!!

Friday, June 26, 2009

I'm just not feeling it

Yes, it's very sad that Michael Jackson died. It's sad that he left three kids behind. He was a musical genius from what everyone tells me (we've clearly already established I'm not a music connoisseur). I'm just not all that broken up about his death. It's a tragedy, yes. But it doesn't really affect my life.

Here's the thing. I didn't really know much about him in his heyday. I was a little too young for the whole Thriller / Beat It / Billie Jean phenomenon. I remember the Thriller video but never really enjoyed watching it and I certainly never learned the dance. I remember clips of him dancing on a sidewalk that lit up but I couldn't tell you what song that was. (My husband informs me, with some distaste in his voice for my lack of musical knowledge, that it was Billie Jean.) I remember the video he did later on in life when the head kept turning into different people (Black or White?) What I remember most about him was his hair catching on fire while filming a Pepsi commercial and the fact that he married Lisa Marie Presley. See, even back then I was more concerned with celebrity gossip than music. Still am. Always will be.

And let us not forget that he was riding hell bent for leather on the crazy train these days. And that despite what a jury in L.A. decided, it is very likely that he had improper relationships with young boys. And that his children will very likely need years and years and years of therapy for the fact that they couldn't go out in public without a blanket over their heads and that he named his son's Prince and Prince II. (Although to be fair I just check Wikipedia and apparently their names are Michael and Prince but they go by Prince and Blanket. And no, the one actually named Prince doesn't go by Prince. The one not named Prince goes by Prince.) I'm just saying, he wasn't all there anymore.

So yes, I am sad to see such a legend die but he wasn't one of my legends. And while neither was she, I think it's very important to remember that Farrah Fawcett also died yesterday. I'm sure there won't be much press coverage of her in the days to come but her family, friends, and fans are mourning her loss just as much as many people are mourning Michael Jackson's loss. At least the world already had a day or two to come to terms with Ed McMahon's death. And David Carradine's. Wow, I would not want to be a celebrity these days......

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Generation gap

Tracy: I love this song.

Me: Who is it by?

Tracy: JT.

Me: Huh?

Tracy: James Taylor.

Me: Ah. Here is where the generation gap comes in. When you say JT I think Justin Timberlake and you think James Taylor.