Saturday, July 25, 2015

Smack

I love French pop artists. They make cool songs and wacky videos. (NSFW)


Monday, July 13, 2015

It Ain't So Neat to Admit Defeat

Once upon a time, my only understanding of who Bob Geldof was from the tabloid's gleeful reports of how his wife ran off with Michael Hutchence, the sex machine frontman of INXS, who then died of auto-erotic asphyxiation in a hotel room. Then I heard this song when I was 17 and it became my favourite shower time karaoke. The appeal of Mr Geldof became apparent.



Look at all the Children of the Corn in the school. There's a reason the scariest films feature kids as the malignant forces.

It was reported that Mr Geldof was inspired to pen this song by the first modern school shooter, who incidentally, is a female.  Brenda Ann Spencer was sixteen when she opened fire on a school in front of her house with a .22 calibre rifle, a gift from her father (it would have been better if he'd given her the radio she wanted). Brutal or mental, she's serving 25 to life and her next parole hearing is in 2019.

As adorable as Mr Geldof's anthem is, I think that Tori Amos' cover of the song is better at expressing the narcissistic drive of the anarchy perpetrated by Ms. Spencer. If I had listened to this version at 17, I may actually have gone stabbity stab at my boarding school. Or build a pipe bomb.



You can sing along to the song with the words below:


The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload.
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home.
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was as good as gold.
And he can see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?

Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot
The whole day down.

The telex machine is kept so clean
As it types to a waiting world.
And mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl.
Sweet 16 ain't so peachy keen,
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat.
They can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?

Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot
The whole day down.

All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while.
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die.
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain crackles,
With the problems and the how's and why's.
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die?

Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot
The whole day down.n see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot
The whole day down.

Friday, July 3, 2015

Run, Forest, Run

I got a number of friends who are running enthusiasts. They announce when they join fun runs, charity runs, half marathons, full marathons, ultra marathons, the works. Some even go for running vacations.

I'm glad they enjoy running. They reap so much benefit from it: lower body fat percentage, blisters, greater stamina, dead toe nails, better all-around fitness level, muscular injuries, and many more.

Personally, I only run if I'm being chased. If I find a weapon, I might just stop and stand my ground. Also, I may have to stop because my heart is about to burst out of my chest and no one ain't got time for that.

But this video? I feel it, man.



Have a great weekend, y'all.