Showing posts with label tripping the lights fantastic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tripping the lights fantastic. Show all posts

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Decadence in times of trauma



Many are going through this pandemic with severe hunger of the skin variety. This video is a paean to a time that many long for; when we can reach out to embrace each other without paranoia or guilt of the non-cheating variety.

Stay safe, everyone.

Wash your hands.

Keep your distance.

Wear a damn mask when you are out and about.


Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Lay back and relax

This is the soundtrack for you to lay back, sip a beverage of your choice and just chill.

*takes another hit of the joint*

Friday, January 24, 2014

A fishy story

I hated The Little Mermaid story. I thought she was stupid to throw away her entire existence on a mirage and I saw no romance in that kind of idiocy. But this?



 Oh, if only I was a slash writer ...

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Batman! Nananana ...


I'm looking forward to The Dark Knight Rises, purely because of Bane, who is this guy:
Played by this guy:


I ♥♥♥ Mr Hardy.

Almost everyone who has a nodding acquaintance with the Batman franchise is familiar with the iconic image of Batman and his amazing bat-wing cape, right?


The sad reality is that if Batman had glided down from building roof with only his cape to slow his descent, his bones would exit his flesh. Seriously. It's all physics



What a way to spoil a pop culture enjoyment eh? Those physicists take the fun out of everything.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Aurgasm

Nina Persson started out her singing career with The Cardigans, purveying sweet bubblegum pop music that hid a dark core, telling stories more relevant to Brothers Grimm than Disney sweetness. Kinda like sucking a lime candy and then you hit the super sour melty centre. Their first huge hit made me think about what it's like to hit acid just before going out on a date with your crush.



Yes, I have a weakness for retro-like music. This song was practically the soundtrack of my pre-university days. Now you know how old I really am.

Massive fangirling and moar ear candy after the cut.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Let's go watch this, guys!

I love it when women kick ass and take names.

Ah, Herr Fassbender, you had it coming.

Friday, December 23, 2011

AAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH

*clutches chest*

I wants! I wants! I wants to watch The Hobbits!

I struggled through the book for the better part of three years, but perhaps this is easier to digest, no?

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Yo, Joe!

I loved the GI Joe cartoon as a kid. I understood well enough that it was nothing more than an American propaganda, but it sure was fun to watch.

I got to watch the 1st film courtesy of Sophie and it was awesome!



The latest instalment's look pretty cool and fun too. And now that it's got Bruce Willis AND Adrianne Palicki?

Bring it!

*rubs hands with glee*

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Traipsing down memory lane ...

I was eleven the first time I listened to this song. Although I was a callow child with little understanding of romantic notions, but the sincere emotions illuminated by a sweet melody and illustrated by prosaic lyrics really struck me. The song evoked a visceral reaction in me and I remember going to school, humming this song and trying to recapture the sensation I experience even from the opening bar of the song.



Since then, I have been a fan of Robert Palmer and am working towards collecting his discography. He was a talented musician and singer who delved in genres from pop to progressive rock to swing and jazz. But I love him best when he croons love sweet nothings.

Now, I all I need to do is find a guy who will dedicate this song to me. *grin*

Monday, September 5, 2011

Rhythm mechanical

I have a tendency of loading video clips without watching; when immersing self into auditory bliss, visual input is not needed. When I listen to this video, I just get this strangest floating sensation ... pleasant and yet eerie.

And then I actually watched the video.

Video below cut for disturbing theme. You have been warned.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Teen idol ... dream idol ...

If anyone ask me how long I've been a (semi/kinda/sorta)hipster about music, I'll have to say: a long time.

It really started in high school when I turned up my nose at New Kids on the Block and many other teen pop idols of the day. Yes, I am old enough to know NKOTB and listen to the band as they shoot to stardom. Shut up.

I once sneered to a classmate (who is a diehard NKOTB fan with school file featuring said band, natch), that Donnie Wahlberg looked like a convict and Danny Wood looked like he's the missing link. She, who is one of the most on-the-narrow sort (and became a respectable prefect the year after, mind you), actually lunged at me and almost throttled yours truly except for the grace of God and the excellent reflexes of fellow classmates.

Hence, I learned that you mock the teen idol of the day to a hardcore fan at your peril.

I had something to say about all the members of the band, but the one that got me kicked the hardest was when I said that Jon Knight looked like he's gay. Which of course was met with strenuous protestation that he's so cute (what does that have to do with which way he swings?) and that he's straight 'cause he's dating girls like Tiffany (whose eyes they want to gouge out).

And guess what? Thirteen year old me was right.

Do I have great, precociously developed gaydar or what?

Monday, June 27, 2011

Swing it!

For those who enjoy steampunk novels, here is the genre that would be the perfect soundtrack to your reading pleasure. Caravan Palace is a marvelous example of the melange that is electro swing. Big band sensibilities with electronica edginess, this genre is whimsical and magical with an underlying darkness like hidden teeth.





*is swinging away to the beat*

Friday, June 24, 2011

Groovy, baby!

Gettin' your groove on, owl style.



Unsafe for work cat sentiments below cut for moar lulz.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Gotta love a nerd



Anyone who ever watched footie at a stadium (live or as a telecast) and/or is a hardcore rock music fan would know this iconic STOMP-STOMP-CLAP. I even had Generation Z students who used this song as template for a performance to explain mitosis.

This masterpiece is the brain child of one Dr Brian May, lead guitarist of the quintessential arena rock band, Queen. Dr May is more than a wild-haired electric guitar virtuoso, he is also an astrophysicist who wrote a book on the cosmology (aptly named Bang! A History of the Universe) based on his work on interstellar dust.

Yup, wild-haired brainy dude.(Thanks Wikimedia Commons!)

Initially, the sound effect was not to be included in the final cut of the song; but he was intrigued by the feedback from the audience during a concert that he thought deeply of how he could incorporate the audience participation in their live act - "a means of uniting the audience".

"I was thinking, 'What can you give an audience that they could do while they're standing there? They can stamp and they can clap and they can sing some kind of chant,' " he says. "To me, it was a uniting thing. It was an expression of strength." - excerpted from NPR interview.


He drew from his physics and mathematics background to create a distinctive sound of thousands of feet stomping and clapping in unison, building sound using old boards and prime numbers. Bet when you were swotting through mathematics, calculus, algebra and geometry, you never thought that you can use it to create a song that nets you millions in royalties, no?

Dr Brian May is the reason why girls love wild haired musicians: the guitar will loosen the knickers, but that brain? Totally meltworthy.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Starting your week

Good:



OH. MY. GOOOOOOOOODDDDDDD!!!!

*swoons*

Bad:


AAAAAARGGGHHHH!!!!

But then again:


Happy Monday!

Monday, December 27, 2010

Monday, September 20, 2010

Video killed the radio star ... best and worst.

I was flipping channels one night and had the poor chance to watch the "Telephone" video clip, courtesy of MTV Asia. Like an insect caught in amber, I was paralysed and unable to change the channel; hence my watching it in its entirety.

I have known that Lady Gaga isn't a believer of titillation; rather, she courts outright revulsion, but seriously, that video clip is about as sexy as pornography.

*shudder*

I wish I had seen this video right after I had seen that mental rape of a video. Now *this* video embodies sexiness in a textured and visually delectable manner. Oh, it also helps that the deliciously sinister Mr Eric Roberts is featured in it *bites lip*.

Enjoy. The Killers' Mr Brightside.