Христос Воскресе.
I’m eating kulichi, thoughtfully sent by my family. Husband’s off filming.
The people who are standing around awkwardly in this video are kind of hilarious, and then, of course, the multicoloured bows appear (!) – but this song is pretty perfect.
One of my favourite bands of all time are the Beat Crusaders, and one of my favourite covers of all time is their cover of “Dancing Queen”:
Enjoy – and let’s all keep our fingers crossed.
When you first watch this, you’re not quite sure what it is you’re seeing – but you know it’s freaking awesome. I mean, Sheryl Lee shows up. And Leslie Nielsen (RIP). AND STEVE GUTTENBERG!!!!!!!!!!!! And they’re all digitally superimposed onto a beach, singing one of the best songs of all time.
The TV show, apparently, has a retro theme and is dedicated to profiling people who were pretty famous back in the day, but are mostly straight up chilling out of the public eye nowadays. Or, you know, straight up chilling to the extent that such a thing is possible (in the case of Pam Anderson, Mickey Rourke, etc.).
I don’t know whose idea it was to bring “Let It Be” into all of this, but that person deserves a Nobel Prize in a category they need to make up exclusively for such attacks of random genius. I mean, this video made me smile when Tonya Harding appeared. The people who made it knew what they were doing. Ave.
In fact, I kinda love it more.
And I’m totally smug. Totally.
Though this doesn’t stop me from making all sorts of jokes about how damn lucky this kid is right now, with it being -22 in Moscow, and him or her all snug in my womb. I mean, it’s so cold that your face hurts every time you go outside, but is that a problem for this kid? Hell no, it is not. Does he or she need to worry about purchasing a warmer pair of gloves or not being able to stand around and wait for the bus without his or her ass freezing off? Hell no, he or she does not.
He or she also has someone else eating for him or her, which is convenient and fascinating, really, because I can’t be five minutes late with my latest meal without feeling as though I am about to diiiiiiiiiiiiie. I’m forced to seek food like a rampaging zombie, interrupting meetings with “I’m sorry, I have to eat,” and reappearing after a few minutes with reheated lasagna in tow.
If anything, this kid ought to be smug as well, if not smugger.
I’m honestly thankful for those moments wherein someone hails me and goes “Natalia! Camille Paglia’s written some bullshit again somewhere!” – because it keeps me blogging. Due to various professional and personal commitments, I don’t blog nearly as much as I used to. Sadpants, etc.
Then, Camille Paglia writes a piece on which some editor cleverly slaps the phrase “the death of sex” (forgetting the standard “ZOMG!!!1!!!ELEVENTY!!!” we of Generation Gaga have been fond of), and it’s game on again. Read the rest of this entry ?
Thanks to Ed for the title of this post.
There was an “intervention” on behalf of Bono in regards to the destruction of the Khimki forest? Where is the evidence of this intervention?
Unless he comes out and says otherwise, he didn’t bring it up with Medvedev. According to at least Chirikova (a prominent defender of the Khimki forest), he actually didn’t make any promises regarding the issue.
Bono and his stupid glasses can waltz in to this country and then waltz back out again with no risk to himself or his career, express “regret” for failing to raise any actual issues with the president, and then try to make himself look cool by aligning with someone like Yury Shevchuk. I’m wildly impressed.
Shevchuk was badass enough to enter into an argument with Vladimir Putin, while Bono had a nice chat with Dmitry Medvedev. Yes, I understand, it was a gesture of goodwill on part of both Bono and Medvedev, I’m glad they enjoyed themselves, but there was nothing political or “intervention”-like about it, so SPARE ME.
And I mean, I still like a lot of U2′s stuff. BUT SPARE ME ANYWAY.
I am coming off a weekend.
I also can’t get that one clever YouTube video to load for me, so just read whatever you want into the song titles.
If U Seek Amy (GhettoHouse Remix) – Britney Spears
Get Back (Rock Remix) – Ludacris
Idumea – Sacred Harp Singers
Lady Sings the Blues – Billie Holiday
Vremya Luni – Akvarium
Geraldine – Glasvegas
The Very Thought Of You – Billie Holiday
Kissing You – Des’ree
Vanyusha – DakhaBrakha
Sur – Astor Piazzolla
Do you own clothes that, when you put them on, suddenly make you realize that “OH DEAR CHRIST, I was wearing THIS when [insert fateful event] happened”? I do. There is this tunic that I own – it’s very pretty, with a cowl neck, glittery and embroidered, and in the sort of grey-blue colour that loves my eyes – and I haven’t worn it since March, and I have just figured out why. I feel confident and shiny in it, like a china doll in tissue paper, and I also feel that if an article clothing could ever be haunted – it would certainly be a tunic like this.
So on top of all of the usual Monday stuff, I’ve been walking around and feeling like this:
I think it’s a good illustration, no? I mean, you guys can always tell me if you think it’s too subtle.
Anyways. On with the music:
We Talk Like Machines – Savoir Adore
Third Stone from the Sun – Jimi Hendrix
Girl Anachronism – The Dresden Dolls
Remedy (Buffetlibre vs. Sidechains Remix) – Little Boots
Imagine? – Beat Crusaders
Shadows (Teenagers Remix) – Au Revoir Simone
Ruby Tuesday (Live) – The Rolling Stones
Won’t Wash – Hot Chip
The Other Side of the World – Tindersticks
Such Great Heights – The Postal Service
And here’s dessert:
This video, of course, while legendary, has also served as the source of one of the most legendary animated gifs of all time. I present here, for your enjoyment:
One of my greatest fears in this world (aside from this whole “zomg total life ruinage” thing that we all have from time to time) is never being able to rival such greatness.
What’s WRONG with me, and WHAT SUPERNATURAL ENTITY have I pissed off?
Ahem.
Jesus Doesn’t Want Me For a Sunbeam – Nirvana
Heysatan – Sigur Ros
Get Back – Ludacris
Heaven Tonight – Hole
The Last Thing On Your Mind – Lights
Red Turned White – Architecture In Helsinki
Baby’s In Black – the Beatles
Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis – Neko Case
Animal – Miike Snow
Vesna – Melnitsa
Since we’re continuing with the theme of my childhood around here:
“The Craft” was so bad that it was good. It was also creepy as hell, when you think about it.
The traffic outside sounds like the sea. Also, the genius of Julian Barnes appears to be ruining my life, but more on that at a later date.
Who The Fuck – P J Harvey
Control – Poe
Favorite Thing – the Replacements
As If By Magic – La Roux
The Bad Thing – Arctic Monkeys
Ring of Fire – Johnny Cash
The Last Carnival – Bruce Springsteen
Send Me on My Way – Rusted Root
The Trapeze Swinger – Iron & Wine
King Kong Five – Manu Chao
Also, after an intense Victory Day weekend, this is only appropriate:
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