wish you were here
With the increasing popularity of satellite radio, podcasts, and easy-to-access digital music, it’s becoming more and more apparent that FM radio is a dying medium. I’m ashamed to say that I still listen to the radio on occasion in my car, and usually the radio is on in the background in my office all day every day. So there must still be people that listen to it. But just because it’s dying doesn’t mean the DJ’s should be so ignorant and ill-informed. Call me old-fashioned, but a professional DJ should be at least a little familiar with the topics that they’re broadcasting about. I am no professional DJ, but sometimes I feel like I know about a million times more than they do about the most simple pop culture topics.
My disdain for DJ’s started about 10 years ago when I called in and won free passes to an advance screening of Meet the Parents. Dan and Kim from the 93.1 morning show were at the screening and played a little trivia game with the crowd before the movie. This is a pop music station, and not once, but TWICE, Dan said, “George Michaels”. He wasn’t saying it in the possessive form, he just thought that was his name. Most people know his name is George Michael, singular. Most people also know he’s a sketchy driver and enjoys the occasional men’s restroom rendezvous, but that’s neither here nor there. Dan and Kim have been on the radio for what seems like forever, you should know the names of the artists that are played heavily on your playlist.
My disdain grew by leaps and bounds recently when two separate DJ’s on two different radio stations (on the same day!) made ridiculous statements that prove they have no point being on the air.
The first was Leslie on Lazer 99.3. Diamond Eyes by Shinedown played, and when the song finished, Leslie started talking about the video. She talked about how it featured scenes from Rambo with all kinds of explosions, etc., etc. I thought it was random to have scenes from such an old movie, but whatever. But upon further inspection, it’s actually a song from The Expendables soundtrack, featuring scenes from THAT movie interspersed with the band performing in concert. It may have been a simple slip of the tongue, but seriously, Leslie, get your head out of your ass. Here’s the video, for those interested:
The second was courtesy of Rachel Marisay on mix 93.1. She was talking about the Black Eyed Peas halftime show during the Super Bowl the night before. First of all, she’s so oblivious, she thought they did a good job. Second of all, she then introduced I Gotta Feeling as the song “that started it all”. Really, Rachel? You’re sure they didn’t have any hits before that? Or an entire album of hits? Or artists within the group that have released solo albums since the first Black Eyed Peas album? For Christ’s sake…the station plays Let’s Get it Started on a regular basis, and that song is from YEARS ago. Song that started it all my ass. And as far as their halftime show goes, let’s see what ESPN’s online poll showed:
Looks like you’re right on the money there, too, Rachel.
God, DJ’s are the worst.
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So, at the beginning of December, my wife and I went to see Matthew Larsen and the Documents along with Darlingside at the Montague Book Mill in Montague, MA. We saw many friends at this show, two of whom (that will remain nameless to avoid embarrassment) told us they had just finished watching all four seasons of That’s So Raven! on Netflix on-demand on their Nintendo Wii. I’ll point out that this couple are grown adults and currently have no children, which means they chose to watch this Disney Channel show of their own accord. The female half of this couple reminds us quite a bit of Raven in her personality and way of speaking on occasion, so the That’s So Raven jokes tend to fly freely.
One of the members of Darlingside is dark-skinned (of Indian descent, I believe), and he talked about how the other band members needle him when he speaks his native tongue. All in good fun, of course, but after the show we were joking about how it could have come across as racist (teasing the foreigner for speaking a funny language other than English). While downstairs in the line for the restroom, the male half of the Raven-obsessed couple and some others were talking about the on-stage discussion, and then started doing a jig, singing “That’s so racist!” to the tune of the That’s So Raven theme song. It caught us off guard, but it was truly brilliant. And it has sparked even more “That’s So _______!” jokes.
Every day on mix 93.1, I’ve been hearing Mike Posner’s Cooler Than Me. And every day it grates on my nerves just a little bit more. Mike, I don’t think I’m cooler than you, I know I’m cooler than you. And I’m a bald dude in my mid 30′s that’s as dorky as they come. In fact, I’m pretty sure everyone is cooler than you. No one wants to listen to you whine that you’re being neglected by some skank. I don’t care if you’re on the radio, or if you’re even moderately successful, you really just do seem uncool. Your music is bland and you sound like every other boy band reject. And then I saw the video for the song…whoa, Justin Timberlake much? Maybe you should change your name to Mike POSER.
Heh, nailed it.
OK, so I’m almost 2 weeks late on this, but I feel I must take on the seemingly annual tradition of tearing apart Katy Perry’s Today Show appearance/performance. For the third straight summer, Katy Perry captivated (and I use that term very loosely) a crowd in the plaza. She performed three songs, one of which was a reworking of the classic I Kissed a Girl. Because 2 year old songs are ripe for reimaginings. Anyway, here she is performing her big summer anthem, California Gurls:
First of all, I’m not exactly sure what a “gurl” is, but urbandictionary.com tells me it’s “the way of spelling girl, favourd by girls below the age of 14 or dyslexics”. Now if I could only figure out what “favourd” means. But I digress…
I understand that the whole theme for Katy Perry’s album and the video for the song is a big Candyland wonderland. Fair enough. But seriously, how do you perform this song and NOT have your backup singers and dancers wearing daisy dukes and bikini tops? It just makes the whole song seem so pointless. I don’t like being lied to. Unless, of course, they aren’t from California, in which case they get a pass. But let’s take a look at this video a little more closely, shall we?
0:38 – That mohawked blond Pink-wannabe is really goin’ crazy.
1:15 – WTF are those gummy bear things? They look too small to be an adult, but too big to be a kid or midget. I’m frightened that it’s not a costume.
1:56 – Once again, there are girls singing along that are way to young to be into a song about sex on the beach and melting dudes’ popsicles.
2:03 – Nice dance moves, Katy. Wonder if she hired a professional choreographer for that bit.
2:26 – I’m pretty sure this lady has no idea where she is or what’s happening right now.
2:38 – Her request of the crowd to “help me out” results in dead silence.
3:20 – The hosts in fluorescent pink wigs. These are the professionals that keep us up to date on the war in Iraq and break the news about natural disasters involving people dying. Singing about melting my popsicle.
3:37 – I’m pretty sure that Marilyn Monroe lookalike dancer just broke out the sprinkler move.
4:15 – The best part. The end.
Is it me or does it seem like she’s just phoning in this performance? It almost seems like even she’s sick of hearing this song.
I guess there’s really only one thing left to say: Godspeed, Russell Brand.
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I left work promptly at 5pm and made it to Mohegan Sun in an hour and 40 minutes. Not too shabby. My friend arrived shortly thereafter and we went to the ticket window to get the tickets about a half hour before the start of the show. No offense to the first opener, Angel Taylor, but our first priority was getting dinner rather than catching the opening act. Luckily, we were able to get an immediate seat at Big Bubba’s BBQ and had a nice meal (I opted for the chicken and ribs combo, and she had meatloaf. Because two out of three ain’t bad.).
After dinner, we headed into the arena in the middle of Ben Kweller’s set. He was pretty darn good. I especially enjoyed Sawdust Man. After Ben Kweller, though, it was the moment of truth. Barenaked Ladies were going to take the stage and this was my first time seeing them without Steven Page.
And you know what? I didn’t miss him at all. They opened their set with Who Needs Sleep? (an always odd choice, in my opinion), and then broke into The Old Apartment. It was as it always is with them. They rocked the house. It wasn’t long before Ed Robertson was freestyle-rapping about playing at Mohegan Sun, and then him and the band started talking about how he’d gotten schooled at poker that day. It appears he played a $200 buy-in tournament and learned a couple lessons along the way. Lesson 1: Trip 9′s aren’t worth a damn (“I was outkicked!”), and lesson 2: Queens full of 10′s? Fold ‘em! (“He slowplayed me!”). All was right with the world. I’m not familiar with much of the new stuff, but Angel Taylor did come out to sing with Ed on one of the songs I DO know, Every Subway Car, and it sounded really good. They even played a song called Eraser from their kid’s CD Snack Time, which was great fun. The other band members (mainly Kevin Hearn) took over a lot of Steven Page’s vocals, and his absence was barely felt. In fact, the only time I really thought about him was when they played You Run Away, off their new All in Good Time album, which is clearly about him.
And as always, as I was hoping, they did their famous medley finale. It started with Kevin Hearn playing the piano and singing Magic by Pilot. This led into the band doing a song and dance routine that included Empire State of Mind by Jay Z, I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas (who were coincidentally playing the XL Center in Hartford the very same night), Baby by Justin Bieber, and California Gurls by Katy Perry, topped off by “Mohegan Sun, won’t you come” at the very end to the tune of Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden (which they’ve done at their previous Mohegan Sun shows). The crowd, of course, clamored for an encore, and BNL gladly obliged. They played 3 songs for their encore, and for the first, Ed Robertson played drums while Tyler Stewart stumbled across the stage belting out Alcohol (that song was made for him to perform), and they finished the night with Brian Wilson (the song, not the Beach Boys singer).
We left thoroughly satisfied with the show, and continued to do a little gambling on the penny slots. And even though it only took me an hour and twenty minutes to get home, it was still 2:15am. But who needs sleep, right?
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So I’ve been hearing a new song on mix 93.1 that I kinda like. Apparently, it’s sung by La Roux, and I always thought it was called “Burnin’ Through” because that’s what it sounds like she says. Apparently I’m horribly mistaken and it’s called “Bulletproof“. Man, is my face red.
On a side note, my co-worker described her as the girl who looks like Clay Aiken with a mohawk. You be the judge:
A couple weeks ago I was driving my wife, daughter, and mother-in-law down the highway. Every time we passed a tractor trailer truck on the left, my daughter diligently pumped her arm up and down, trying to get the driver to honk the horn. One of the truckers actually did it, much to her delight. There must have been a lot of trucks on the road that day, because we soon came upon a big ol’ piece of truck tire sitting in the middle of the two lanes. As I swerved a bit to avoid it, I mumbled, “Big tire chunk”. After a brief pause, my wife quietly said, “I love that show”. It took me a second to realize what she was talking about, but she was of course referring to Nickelodeon’s recent show, Big Time Rush, about a group of small-town guys in a boy band trying to make the big time. At the time, I kind of shook my head, but thinking back, I realize I must applaud the effort. I mean, after all, if you want it all, lay it on the line. It’s the only life you’ve got, so you’ve gotta live it big time.
Just saw this video on the Best Week Ever site. It’s an Irish family band called Crystal Swing. And this has got to be the catchiest and at the same time most disturbing song/video I’ve ever heard/seen. Can this possibly be a real thing?