Music

Pretty sure just the sight of the guy on synths lead to the tearing down of the Berlin Wall.

Okay, I’ll freely admit when I first saw this video, my immediate reaction was that I was going to put it on my blog and snark on it. Let’s face it, it sounds like a Unitarian Universalist hymn, and they put the lyrics in the video so there’s no mistaking that you just heard “Mother Eve and Father Pine.” That being said, here are a few reasons I present this video without snark for your actual enjoyment: ...

Rest in peace, David Bowie. [embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-JqH1M4Ya8[/embed]

I think we can all see that Beyonce let Kanye win at Connect Four. Check out the winning row. :) Link courtesy of Best Week Ever.

We saw part of the Concert for Diana yesterday, and it looked like it went pretty well, given the difficult nature of huge live events. I had a few thoughts run though my head while watching, though, and figured I’d share them with an interested audience: Realizing they weren’t promising music Princess Di liked, I still found it interesting that several of the acts weren’t known ten years ago. The list might have reflected the princes’ musical tastes as well, but I kept thinking it partially looked like the artist list you would get automatically from the BBC and VH1 for any concert. Speaking of which: Fergie? Really? And she didn’t do London Bridge? When is a better time? I didn’t catch this part, but why would English audiences care if Ryan Seacrest and Randy Jackson were there with Simon Cowell? Josh Groban did a remarkable job fighting off Sarah Brightman during their duet. Oh, Rod Stewart. That’s why they didn’t fill the entire concert with acts Diana liked. In case you were wondering about Donny Osmond and dozens of kids wearing Chickenshed shirts, here you go. Drop It Like It’s Hot. Pharrel Williams, everyone! A big round of applause! He’s really captured the spirit of the event! Oh, good, Kanye West is here. He’ll straighten it all out. “Now I ain’t saying she a Gold Digger, but she ain’t messing with no broke…” Oh, that’s not good. For the first time in my life, I felt sorry for Ricky Gervais. And Elton John was finally able to take the stage to finish off the concert – he opened as well. This time he’ll do Candle in the Wind for the first time since Diana’s funeral, right? Nope. Saturday Night’s Alright For Fighting. Wait, when did Diana die? Oh yeah, Saturday night. Anyway, I’m kind of picking on it, but like I said, it worked well. Much more smoothly than Live 8. I just wonder if everyone was told what the concert was for? ...

Hmm, looks like Maxim came out with its Hot 100 (supposedly straight), and AfterEllen.com responded with a lesbian version. Let’s see how they match up with a…uh… “random” list of five women. List**Maxim rank****AfterEllen rank**Alyson Hannigann/a74Jenna Fischern/an/aKristen Bell4656Sarah McLachlann/an/aShakira38n/a Yep, looks like my interests aren’t well-represented on either list, but more closely on the Maxim side based on the numbers. However, I was surprised at how much easier it would be to pick a second five from the AfterEllen list. C’mon, Maxim, you seriously listed Lindsay Lohan (#1, no less), Fergie (#10), and Shanna Moakler (I’m not going to bother looking that up) in your top 100? Combine that with Second Life avatars, and it’s just wasted space. ...

Or perhaps “Fergie Ferg” fails words. Fergie, from the Black Eyed Peas, in her first solo video. I didn’t think anything could compare to the lyric “lovely lady lumps,” but she somehow surpasses it with this song. At least people could pretty accurately guess what the lyrics meant in My Humps. In this song, what the heck is her “London Bridge?” Update: YouTube pulled the video. Of course, someone uploaded it again immediately here.

Sigh…They just don’t get it. You always sacrifice your work life first. ;) http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DoQAAANi2KMARzGgBgaOY2ZBlLixt11aLUqB7DcJiCaXvSXTitmCKJhCHOkoA–uxFMmlJgvEd7WkZhDPyYfUf_1dFwbbwkiAFDHiNZ24xS6sMicPwizsIlq_ncAh1RtJtUup9cLHU6SfwJQsJerRrj2KptlJYI4smVot3B6FuB88PPAqkdSOH8H7SrMIIVuNZ9QABdSCtYh-BEQxzVw63bFrnE4mWb5owcc7M0AudIz5sWhi%26sigh%3DnQkEYH4zuCa6gLN-U-jA9iTf0K8%26begin%3D0%26len%3D232880%26docid%3D1329362959167995041&thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer%3Fapp%3Dvss%26contentid%3D74c7bd18530bbdb5%26second%3D5%26itag%3Dw320%26urlcreated%3D1145934080%26sigh%3DtEArLZ839xsnOmp80jU6Tncbbe4&playerId=1329362959167995041 Courtesy of Google Video

The Onion’s AV Club checks out some songwriters who aren’t really into the details. :) Link courtesy of EdCone.com

Orange County Weekly does its best: So that’s right dude, meet me at the bleachers No principals, no student-teachers Both of us want to be the winner, but there can only be one So I’m gonna fight, gonna give it my all We learn that it was a “dude” who gossiped about Gwen. She challenges him to a fight at the bleachers. If he imagines it will be a fair, one-on-one fight, he is sadly mistaken. Gwen and her aforementioned “pack” will pounce on him like rabid wolves. ...