Rebecca Black's "Friday" as radical text: [link]
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
"Gotta make my mind up," she sings, overjoyed to finally exert some control over her fate; "Which seat can I take?"
Yet here the discerning viewer notes that something is wrong. Because it is a simple matter of fact that in this car all the good seats have already been taken. For Rebecca Black (her name here would seem to evoke Rosa Parks, a mirroring that will only gain in significance) there is no actual choice, only the illusion of choice.
Communism, Hypnotism and the Beatles
Sadly, just an image of the cover of this (I assume) fascinating book.
My sister just bought Friday from iTunes. I have created a monster.
Attention Bubblegum Aficionados (yes, I'm looking in a Hecubot direction): Norman Blake (Teenage Fanclub) and Euros Childs (Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci) have a new project called "Jonny" that is bubbletastic! You can stream the whole album for free here: [link]
Thanks, Jon, that looks fantastic!
I've always loved Norman's gummier projects.
My job here is done.
Rebecca Black's "Friday" as radical text
Brilliant.
Her cultural debt is less to Molly Ringwald in Sixteen Candles than Vicki the robot girl from Small Wonder
Holy crap, that's who she reminds me of.
And why, after speaking her name, does he talk not of the front seat, but the front side, known slang for female genitalia?
wait, what?
From radical text to death metal parody: [link]
I love this article from the Village Voice.
How many of the number 1 hits of Boyz II Men can you name? They have had 5. VV asked 15 music critics and none could name all 5.
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