Music Videos to lighten your day
Not too big a fan of the French in this, but I have to post a music break with it because the musics sounds better with you.
Mio has the best songs.
Paolo Conte’s version is not as swinging as this one is, and his is plenty swinging. I think it’s the hip hop in the drummer that makes it so.
Every time I hear this song, I want to snap my fingers, tap my feet, and nod my head like a Sinatra wannabe. Surprisingly, there’s several covers of this on youtube.com even though I’m sure you’ve never ever heard it. I’m surprised I’ve even heard of it, but I have. Check out French Kiss, my favorite Meg Ryan movie…
Remember that viral video at the dawn of the last internet boom? Yeah this is the song in it. You’ll sing it out loud too, because it’s catchy as hell.
I’m not sick, but I’m not well…
Boo!
For today’s musical interlude, I wanted a cool cover of ‘Burning Down the House’ by The Talking Heads, but everyone I listened to, which admittedly wasn’t very many, just weren’t satisfying. All except this 8-bit version. The reason I picked this is because that picture of the band is terrifyingly skewed that it reminds me of the ending to the video for this song. David Byrne’s face projected on asphalt is also terrifyingly skewed.
When this song came out, when the Breakfast Club movie came out, I was just finishing up Catholic school and graduating to high school. One of the kids in the class of ’85 had a party to celebrate it. There was a DJ spinning records and all the kids dancing or mixing it up. The DJ had a few games with records as prizes — actual vinyl 45s. I won a round and had to choose. I didn’t know any of the music of the day because I was in my punk phase and didn’t listen to anything that wasn’t Black Flag, Minor Threat, or hardcore. [poser!] The girls said to take the Simple Minds single. I’m always up for listening to what girls say. It wasn’t a bad choice. It’s a song that reminds me of youth, but I’m sure that for my classmates, the title does not apply for me.
She’s so cold. When I touched her, my hand just froze.
You know I never did write up some of the tales from the trip out to the Philippines. There’s plenty to tell, and no one to hear about it. I’m going to go dig out my travel journal…
