In recent American Idol news, Adam Lambert announced that yes, he is indeed gay. In other news, water is wet and the sun is hot. Thanks for the “shocking” news, buddy. What are you going to tell me next? That there’s this thing called “gravity” that keeps me from careening off the Earth and entering space? Oh, that’s rich.
Was there really any doubt? Look at this dude.
Remember when everything was “low-carb” this and “0-carb” that? I miss those days. Here are some other things that I am tired of.
Going green.
Way to go, eco-terrorists. You have now taken a nice, peaceful color, one of the most harmless crayons in the box and turned it into a word that I don’t ever want to hear again. Once used to denote “healthful” treats, green now means “What are you doing for the environment today, you energy sucking, wasteful non-recycling, car driving dillweed?” If I have to hear about another thing that is better because it’s green, I think I’ll take Al Gore hostage.

Organic
Has there ever been a more over-used phrase? What does it even mean? Sure, maybe it actually meant something three or four years ago, but now it means “We’ve got to sell more of our processed food. Let’s call it ‘organic.” I saw this at the store the other day and that’s when i determined that organic had officially jumped the shark.

Bowl Games.
The only bowl game that matters is the Super Bowl. Every other bowl from college football can suck it. Is the world really a better place because such a thing as the Meineke Car Care Bowl exist? Or especially the San Diego Community Credit Union Poinsettia Bowl? I fell sorry for the dude that has to paint that on the grass. And what do these yayhoos think that are sponsoring these bowls? That they are going to make us say, “You know, I was going to head down to my mechanic that I’ve been using for ten years to repair my car. However, I just finished watching Wake Forest defeat Connecticutt in what was most certainly an exciting game in the Car Care Bowl. I think I’ll head down there and have them nimbly handle my car problems.”?? Hope that $30 milllion bucks you just spent was worth it. You might actually get more out of a NASCAR sponsorhip. Which brings me to…
BCS
Or soon to be the 2012 Jeopardy question “What is…the ruination of college football?” I could go on all day about the many reasons that a playoff would be superior. Chief among them because you would have an actual, um… champion??!? The great thing is after this championship game is played and the horrifically tacky crystal football is hoisted in the air, the Bowl Championship Series Champion is crowned. Not the NCAA Division I champion, mind you. The BCS Champion. The winner of this cheesefest isn’t even the NCAA champion? The only sport that I can think of that plays a full season never to crown a champion. Besides probably the WNBA, because really, who cares? Some years they actually have a pretty good idea, or after crunching numbers and polls together they can surmise a pretty good estimation of who the top two teams in the country are that should be playing in this game. As long as you’re in a conference named the Big East, ACC, Big 12, Big 1o, SEC and Pac 10. (What, no Big SEC or Big Pac? You didn’t feel good about doing that?) It would be much easier to actually have the top eight teams PLAY EACH OTHER IN AN ORGANIZED FASHION at the end of the season. The Greeks had a word for this. I believe Socrates said it best. “Playoff, you idiots.” Or something similar. Every year however, I can relish the fact that there will be at least three teams with the same record as the faux “champion” team, so sports radio can spend the next eight months arguing that they should have had a chance to play in the championship game. What, you didn’t enjoy your end of the year showcase in the storied Chic-Fil-A Peach Bowl? That’s relatively shocking. And don’t worry, the BCS just signed another iron clad TV contract through 2014. Enjoy the suckage.

Wildcat Formation
I apologize as this is another football reference. But if you’ve watched any NFL games this year where the offensive team direct snaps to a receiver or running back while the quarterback lines up as a receiver, inevitably the announcers calling the game step all over each other to be the first ones to say “They’re going with the Wildcat formation here! The Wildcat!” Like they’ve never had anything more exciting happen in all of their lives. Unfortunately this play has worked a time or three so you even see it in the college ranks as well. Same thing. The announcers can’t wait to talk about the Wildcat, and how they’ve had success with it in the NFL. What if this play was called the “Gooberman?” Would they be so eager to announce it then. “They totally went Gooberman on that last pla… oh, never mind.”
Bailout
Seriously. This is getting ridiculous. Pretty soon the American taxpayer is going to own a chunk of every American industry. And I mean everything. Hey here’s an idea, why don’t you run your businesses in such a way that you can actually compete with the competition, instead of needing billions of dollars to delay your demise? I’m speaking to you American Automakers. Instead of saying: “Toyota Prius? We don’t need one of those. it’s a fad for hippies or terrorists. What Americans want is a new Ford F450 with a V12 engine instead.” The auto industry like the music industry has changed. You either need to catch up or kindly take your union-insured jobs and go away.
Chinese Democracy
Way to go, Mr. Rose. It only took you 17 years to craft a follow-up to “Use Your Illusion I and II.” Not bad at all. I mean never mind that in that same amount of time I could have birthed and raised a child from an embryo to a strapping lad, taught him how to write songs, play the guitar, get a band together, acquire a recording contract, tattoo his body in unattractive ways, and put out a better album in the process. In three languages. AND, I don’t even know how to do any of those things. But in 17 years, I could probably figure it out. That, and with the extra time on my hands I probably could have cracked cold fusion as well. By the way, 1994 called, and it would like your relevance back. And extensionmart.com is on line #2 and they would like their cornrows back. Thank you.

Apps
And this isn’t even a real world. I get it, iPhone. You’re the best. And so are all of your custom “app”lications, of which 300 million have already been sold. Just shut up already. Me and my phone that allows me to make and receive phone calls and sometimes futuristic “text messages” are working just fine thank you.
O.J. Simpson
Enjoy the next fifteen years, buddy.
So I fancy myself “well traveled” in the music scene. Even though it’s almost impossible to keep up with all of the latest bands that come down the pipe, I like to try. However, once you discover a band and then more than six people discover them, they’re already not cool. Like Arctic Monkeys for example. They were cool before they were supposed to be cool, and by the time anyone could actually listen to them to verify their coolness, they were already uncool. Faster than the build and fade of Ricky Martin. Almost.

So even though I have over 13,000 songs just waiting for me to invite into my ear drums, I went to the trouble to ask iTunes what I’m ACTUALLY listening to. The answer my friends, is that I’m a 15 year old girl.
- Fort Minor – Red to Black – 15 spins (It’s like i’m a DJ!)
- Fort Minor – Feel Like Home – 15
(I’m thinking that perhaps I enjoy Fort Minor) - AC/DC – Rock and Roll Ain’t Noise Pollution – 11
This one just happens to be a good song to work out to. I have worked out approximately eleven times in 2008. Bring it. - Justin Timberlake – Losing My Way – 11
I am Tigerbeat - Katharine McPhee – Love Story – 11
Ok, so this one is just plain embarassing. Not only has she been DROPPED from her label after lackluster sales, this one probably gets me kicked out of any clubs that require manliness. But since I can’t fix anything, I’ve already been kicked out of any exclusive manly clubs. - Daughtry – It’s Not Over – 10
Are you sensing an ‘American Idol’ theme here? I swear I listen to indie music and have a shred of street cred! I swear! - Nelly Furtado – Promiscuous (129BPM) – 10
Keep in mind, this is the ‘techno’ version sped up and stuff. Street cred! - Paul Oakenfold – Faster Kill Pussycat – 10
I don’t even LIKE electronic music. Ok a little bit. - D.H.T. – At Seventeen – 9
Apparently I like it quite a bit - Daniel Bedingfield – Gotta Get Thru This (D’n'D Radio Edit) – 9
See the Radio Edit part makes it cooler. You’re right, I am simply grasping at straws. - Emery - To Whom it May Concern – 9
This song is undeniably cool. Even nine times played cool. - Fort Minor – Petrified – 9
I’m starting to re-think who my “favorite” band actually is. - Mims - This is Why I’m Hot (Rock Mix) – 9
See? It’s a rock mix! And this was the only song that got me through my last leg of the Wasatch Back in 2007. I was ready to die of a heart attack and this song came on and I was able to sprint, yes literally SPRINT, through the exchange. THIS is why I’m hot! - 30 Seconds to Mars – Attack – 9
Say what you will about Jordan Catalano turned musician. This album is pretty sweet. - Bloc Party – Like Eating Glass – 8
I can’t listen to one… - Bloc Party – Helicopter – 8
Without the other - P.Diddy – Tell Me – 8
Probably the only one in America that has listened to this song more than twice. - Fall Out Boy – Don’t You Know Who I Think I Am – 8
FOB is one of those bands who think it’s cute to give their songs weirdly ironic titles that really have nothing to do with the song. As such, I have no idea what this song actually is. But apparently I have listened to it a time or 8! - Handsome Boy Modeling School – Rock and Roll (Could Never Hip Hop Like This.) – 8
Here’s a good song for your proverbial work out mix. - Kenna - Freetime – 8
I will give you a dollar if you have heard of this artist. Check out my cred now! - Nelly Furtado – Afraid – 8
Apparently I like Nelly. Don’t tell anyone. - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus – Face Down – 8
Like Silver Chair before them or even Candlebox, The RJA will soon fade away into obscurity. After I listen to their song eight times first. - AC/ DC – Back in Black – 7
Finally, something manly! - The Audition – You’ve Made Us Unconscious – 7
Again, I have no idea what this song actually is. - Bloc Party – Banquet – 7
And just in case you thought I didn’t like them. Here’s some more Bloc Party.
So what did i learn from all of this? That no matter how “musically diverse” I really think that I am, I’m not. I have the same musical tastes as an elementary school class. That’s obsessed with Nelly Furtado. I think I’m going to go check if my Garanimals still fit.
So I was reading one of my favorite entertainment journals, Entertainment Weekly, and they had uncovered new classics of the past 25 years. This is awesome on several levels.
- Classic classics always suck. I no longer want to hear just how great BTO is, or how amazing Creedence Clearwater Revival was back in the day when mushroom haircuts were all the rage with a nice paisly button down. The 60’s and Tom Brokaw talking about the ’60’s are played. Let’s talk about the ’80’s! The 90’s! And some of the 00’s! (Has anyone come up for a good name for this decade that does not have the word “Millenium” in it? I didn’t think so.)
- For those of us that have been alive for 25 years (or longer in some cases. Ahem) there are several things that we remember that are quite classical that normal lists typically ignore.
- These lists are incomplete as I was not asked to participate. I know more than they do.
So I have determined to outline some of my classics. I think you will agree that after reading them that my classics are inherently awesome, and that you may need to adopt them as classics as well. Or just laugh at me.
First, let’s define just what a “classic” is. In my estimation, something that is a classic of mine was formative to my youth, adolescence or adulthood. If upon hearing or seeing it, I can remember everything about this classic song or musical group, and if I am transported to a happy place upon hearing it or seeing the video. Yes, let’s dip into some of my modern classics.
1. Hall and Oates – Rock n’ Soul Vol. 1

Not only is Hall and Oates one of the most underappreciated bands of the ’80’s, they were one of the first to perfect the really tall white guy with a mullet, with the angry sullen Italian guy with the mustache. Who doesn’t ever really talk or contribute. Even though I am a fan, I have no idea what Oates contributes besides facial hair and a really crappy song “Italian Girls”. But I’m willing to overlook all this as they were the first band that I ever liked. In addition, they are one of the few bands that have nouns for their last names. Daryll and John would have been a much more powerful name than Hall and Oates. Maybe. And even though there was no Volume 2 of the Rock and the Soul, this cassette tape was one that I burned up in my ghetto blaster. If you don’t shed a tear at the sound of “Kiss on My List”, “You Make My Dreams” or “Private Eyes”, you are cold and dead inside, and I pity you.
2. Bon Jovi – Slippery When Wet

A pantheon to hair pop/metal. If you were one of the 7 people on earth that didn’t have this cassette, then I probably made fun of you. Every song is a classic, and was prominently featured on my brother’s high school football video from 1988. Which helps you to know: instant classic. You can tell just how good this one is as songs keep creeping into “American Idol” competitions…rebooted! I think in total, I played this album about eleven million times. Or so.
3. Van Halen – 5150

David Lee Roth who? I mean, he’s a great showman and all, and his high arcing scissor kick can be duplicated by approximately nobody. And yes, “1984″ is a quintessential album, but “5150″ safely kicks the doors off of anything that Diamond Dave did with the band. This introduced “Van Hagar” to the world and let them know that not only is he good at screaming, but he’s also good at writing some songs. “Dreams”, “Why Can’t This Be Love” and other classics that bring back images of feathered hair and jeans that have been washed in stone. Ahhh. Good times. Sidebar. I once saw David Lee Roth at Snowbird resort at the height of his coolness in the ’80’s. Back when he had long hair and the attitude to match. He was climbing up Snowbird’s famed mountain climb up the face of the Cliff Lodge, and was wearing polyester. (What else?) That is all.
4. Lionel Richie – Can’t Slow Down

I would just like to point out first and foremost that look, he can’t slow down, alright? First of all, what I love about this album, is not just the myriad awesome hits amongst the cheesiness that is my main man Lionel, (Penny Lover? Hello? Stuck on You? All Night Long? I mean, seriously!) but that he would think the cover shot of him sitting in a backward chair is actually an ok thing to do. The stones on this man! Now granted, the only thing missing from this great album is one certain song entitled, “Dancin’ on the Ceiling” which trumps all ’80’s hits for strength of concept. (Lionel: “So get this, we’re having a party and we’re dancing, but we’re having such a feeling, that we’re dancing on the ceiling! Get it! And coincidentally it rhymes! I was doing so many ’shrooms when I wrote this song!”) This album for me truly defines the ’80’s. Almost as much as Lionel’s fro-mullet did. By the way, if you see Lionel now, he actually looks younger than he did here. Probably all of the stress of consistently pumping out hit after hit. Lionel, slow down!
5. .38 Special – Strength in Numbers

Looking at this band on the surface, they have too many members, too many people playing guitars, and too many dudes sharing the singing duties. But this album is decidedly great. With a dash of country, southern rock and a huge heaping of cheese, this is one that you can enjoy in the comfort of your basement where no one else can hear and judge you. This was a great album for me in junior high. And my imaginary friends.
6. Living Colour – Vivid

No idiot. Not “In Living Color” the sketch comedy show that featured every Wayans brother (approximately 12 of them) and a young, elastic Jim Carrey. But Living Colour. With a “U” in color. One of the awesomest bands ever. And not that it matters, but they’re all black, and they rock. This album for me is the essence of high school, and all of the awesomeness that entails. (Read: not much.) I saw their performance on “SNL” with lead singer Corey Glover whipping his dreads around yelling out hit song “Cult of Personality” with Vernon Reid getting stupid on his guitar and I was hooked. Every song on this album is good. (Well except for the throwaway “Funny Vibe” which technically is not even really a song.) As a special bonus, I then saw them in concert with Primus opening up for them. I know, it makes no sense, right? But it was a great show and I stole the set list from the stage and caught a drum stick just to prove how utterly undeniably turbocharged I am. Take that, Celine Dion.
7. Nirvana – Nevermind

So here I am, living in Rexburg, ID attending what was then classified as Rick’s College. (After a year I still never found out who Rick actually was, and why he stuck his college in Idaho.) Previous to hearing Nirvana, I really enjoyed me some Skid Row, White Lion, Tesla, Winger. Name a cheesy hair metal band and I enjoyed them. Even the Bullet Boys. Yes, really. But like the rest of the world, when I heard Nirvana, I realized that music had changed. Not only was every song cool, but the hair metal that I liked so much just a couple of hours before sounded horribly dated and yes, even lame. Apparently 32 million other people agreed. And the boy on the cover? He looks like this now. You’re really old by the way.
8. Bob Marley – Legend

I know, I know, could I be any lamer and cliche’? Seriously, if I had any ”cred” it has now been chucked out the window as this list looks like it was assembled by a twelve year old girl who still likes “My Pretty Pony.” But it took me forever to finally hear this album. That’s how lame I am. I was in Italy at the time. I was a missionary for my church for a two year stint. And one of the people there that I met and was teaching would always play this CD as loud as possible whenever we would show up. It didn’t matter the time of day. It’s also what helped me to realize that “Waiting in Vain” is one of the greatest songs possibly ever. And that me and fifteen other people are the only ones that think that.
9. The Pushstars – After the Party

I am the only one in America who likes these guys. But every song is good.
10. Dishwalla – Opaline

Simply put, one of the best albums ever. I don’t even know why. It’s mellow, and these guys had a minor hit with “Counting Blue Cars” but everything here blows that away. Each and every song is a good one, and this is one of the few albums that you could probably listen to over and over and never get sick of it. I mean, I’ve tried, but I’m still not sick of it. And I get all angsty and quiet when I listen to it. Sometimes that’s a good thing and one of the reasons I like music. Not for the angsty part, but because it can make me feel. Like that one time I locked myself in a refrigerator by accident. Feeling like that.
11. Bloc Party – Silent Alarm

So everyone was saying how good these guys were and that I had to listen to them. Whatever, said I. And then I listened to them. If you don’t like “Like Eating Glass” and “Helicopter” then there is no hope for you. Please pack your things and go.
12. The Black Keys – thickfreakness

Let’s just say this about the Black Keys. I have every one of their albums and I love them all. Bluesy, crunch-heavy and spare sounding. Yet at the same time kind of hard to believe that there’s only two of them. I don’t know what it is, but I enjoy myself every time I listen to them. Even more than when I’m at the carnival with some cinnamon roasted almonds, a fistful of singles, and I’m throwing up on the Zipper.
13. Spoon – Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga

The dumbest name for an album ever. Yet this is a good one. Trying to explain Spoon’s sound is like trying to explain why they named their band Spoon. They really like utensils? It’s a nice tribute to Neo? The spoon is so much more forgiving than a fork? Anyway, it’s some good stuff.
14. JJ Grey and Mofro – Country Ghetto

These guys make me feel like sitting on my back porch in my knickers whilst feeding hot dogs to gators with a side of turpentine mooshine. Ok, I don’t even know what that last sentence even means, but this country fried, bluesy back porch soul is pretty amazing. Definintely a must listen to for anyone that enjoys music and that has a soul. Yes, I’m talking to you. Give these guys a listen, and if you don’t like them I’ll give you your money back. Plus a set of twelve steak knives! You’re welcome.
That should do it for this edition of my classics. Keep in mind, that there are thousands more, these are just the ones that I could think of in about seven minutes. Would you like to taunt me, mock me, offer up your own classics? That’s why comments were invented. Let’s share! Ok, who am I kidding? This will be another lonely post with no comments. And I’m alright with that. This is for me, people! For me!
I am old. It’s true! I’m this close to using a Jazzy chair to get around the mall, and I have an affinity for hats. Especially while driving. However, this point was never brought home more clearly than when I was recently watching some music videos on the old person channel (VH1) and I almost choked on my Grape Nuts while perusing the obits.
I was watching this video, and proceeded to cry like a baby at the end. To give you some context:
- I am tough. I only let my emotional curtain down at very important events. Like reality show reunion episodes, on roller coasters, and while eating particulary tasty food.
- I dislike 3 Doors Down. I think that they are a less-attractive, less-talented Nickelback. And that’s pretty bad, because I don’t care that much for Nickelback.
- I could care less about this yuppie Mom traveling in her Volvo SUV, oblivious to the world around her.
- I have no idea what this song is even about.
However, as this video concluded, even though I knew exactly what was going to happen, I was reduced to a quivering sack of emotions, curled up in the fetal position. And it was 8:20 in the morning. Much too early to give in to what I like to call “The Braveheart Effect”
So feel free to laugh at me, but watch this thing for yourself and if you don’t feel a small pull of emotion in the place where your heart resides, I would like to submit that you are cold and dead inside. Like Oprah.
Or I need to put my fedora on, fire up the Buick and start shopping for golf carts, as this whole menopause thing must meen that I am ready for retirement.
You can go here to view it as well if this isn’t working. Thank you.
http://www.vh1.com/video/play.jhtml?id=1586635&vid=226614
Was there really any doubt? Look at this dude.